There was a child who didn't know what fear was and he wanted to find out.
So his friends said, Cold shiver down your back,
sometimes your hands no not your hands yes your hands tingle,
your skin your skin creeps,
do you really not know what it is?
And the child said, I don't know what you mean.
So they took him to a big dark empty house everyone said was haunted.
They said, No one's ever been able to stay here till morning,
you won’t stay till midnight,
and the child said, Why, what's going to happen?
And they said, You'll know what we mean about being frightened.
And the child said, Good, that's what I want to know.
So in the morning his friends came back and there was the child sitting in the dusty room.
And they said, You’re still here?
And the child said, There were things walking about,
some of them didn't have heads
and a monster with glowing -
and his friends said, Didn't you run away?
and the child said, There were weird noises like screams
and like music but not music,
and his friends said, What did you feel?
and the child said, It came right up to me
and his friends said, Didn't your hair
And the child said, No, it's no good, I didn't feel anything,
I still don’t know what fear is.
And on the way home he met a lion and the lion ate him.