Come here little boy

I'm a friend of your mother's

I'll give you a candy bar if you get in the car

Okay

He's got his camera

and deep seeded obsessions

His nordic heritage

and sexual frustrations

He wants to be Lief Ericksson

to discover America

but he's not

He's just a photographer

who likes little boys in viking suits

He likes to take the little boys

walking home from school

in his neighborhood

Take them to his studio

and dress them up in viking suits

Words of wisdom

Each one rings true

Watching little brothers could happen to you

So don't grow up to be a guy

Who takes pictures of little boys in viking suits

Come here little boy