# 🌽 CHILDREN IN THE CORNFIELD Horror Drill • Dark Brooklyn Drill • Heavy 808s • Sinister Choir • Aggressive Ad-libs \(Intro — Wind howling, distant children's laughter, eerie music box\) (Grrah! Grrah!) Ayy! Ayy! What you hear?! Who out there?! Little shadows in the corn... Don't let 'em get too close! RUN! \(Beat drops — Distorted 808s, sliding bass, hard drill drums\) ## \(HOOK — AGGRESSIVE CHANT\) Children in the corn! (GRRAH!) Shadows in the storm! (WHAT?!) Little black eyes when the moonlight forms! Hear them laughing, hear them call! Step in the field, might not leave at all! Children in the corn! (BOOM!) Nobody safe when the night gets warm! Run! Run! Hear that sound! LITTLE FEET RUNNING WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN! ## \(VERSE 1 — DARK & MENACING\) Midnight creeping, got the fog knee-high, Old wooden cross with a crow on top, Little silhouettes where the corn stalks sway, Hear a child's voice say, "Come out and play." (NAH! NAH!) Broken-down farmhouse, windows all cracked, Little muddy footprints leading out back. Scarecrow standing with its head turned 'round, I heard one giggle, now there's ten around! One in a mask, one dressed in white, All of them staring from the edge of the light. Cornfield maze with no exit sign, Every single turn got me losing my mind! Hear the wind whisper, "You shouldn't be here," Then a little voice says, "We been waiting all year." Heart start racing, can't see the road, Something in the corn knows the way that I go! ## \(HOOK — FULL FORCE\) Children in the corn! (GRRAH!) Shadows in the storm! (WHAT?!) Little black eyes when the moonlight forms! Hear them laughing, hear them call! Step in the field, might not leave at all! Children in the corn! (BOOM!) Nobody safe when the night gets warm! Run! Run! Hear that sound! LITTLE FEET RUNNING WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN! ## \(VERSE 2 — ROUGH, HAUNTED\) Ayy! Ayy! Hear the stalks go SNAP! Little hand waving from a rusty trap. Old dirt road, no lights, no cars, Just a blood-red moon and a sky full of scars. (WHO'S THERE?!) Little pale faces peeking through the rows, Everywhere I turn, another one shows. One starts singing, then they all sing back, Like a twisted choir in a cornfield black! No phone signal, no way to call, Hear little footsteps running down the hall— Wait, there's no house, just a barn in the mist, And a hundred little shadows with their hands outstretched! Cold wind blowing, hear the children say: "Stay with us forever, come out and play." I turn around, see the whole field sway, THEY BEEN FOLLOWING ME SINCE YESTERDAY! ## \(BRIDGE — BEAT CUTS OUT\) \(Whispered children's voices, distant music box, heartbeat\) One little shadow... Two little shadows... Three little shadows... WHY THEY ALL FOLLOWING ME?! (Hee-hee-hee...) "Come out and play..." "Come out and play..." (BOOM!) ## \(FINAL HOOK — MAXIMUM ENERGY\) CHILDREN IN THE CORN! (GRRAH!) SHADOWS IN THE STORM! (WHAT?!) LITTLE BLACK EYES WHEN THE MOONLIGHT FORMS! HEAR THEM LAUGHING, HEAR THEM CALL! STEP IN THE FIELD, MIGHT NOT LEAVE AT ALL! CHILDREN IN THE CORN! (BOOM!) NOBODY SAFE WHEN THE NIGHT GETS WARM! RUN! RUN! HEAR THAT SOUND! LITTLE FEET RUNNING WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN! ## \(OUTRO — DISTANT LAUGHTER\) \(The beat fades. Wind rustles through the corn. A music box plays slowly.\) "Hey..." "Where you going?" ... "We just started playing." (Hee-hee-hee-hee...)
