Spring Heeled Jack

Well, He creeps through the alley like a jungle cat
 In a dirty black cape and an old top hat
 From the rooftops, he watches the street
 You better pray to god that you don't meet
 That creepy old man so watch your back
 For that mean motherfucker named Springheeled Jack
 Well, he spits hellfire and poison gas
 'Cause he eats dead pigeons and sewer rats
 He leaps tall buildings in a single bound
 One look and he'll put you underground
 Yeah, you never know when he will attack
 'Cause he's a mean motherfucker named Springheeled Jack
 If he knocks upon your door
 For the love of god, don't let him in
 He'll tear you up, he'll tear you out
 And he'll take you away...
 You may say that it's in the past
 And that jumpin' killer ain't comin' back
 Well, you may be right, and you may be wrong
 But I know he's never really gone
 Can't you tell from the way I act
 That I was born from the blood of Springheeled Jack?