Lyrics

A stalker in the night,
Compact and mean,
A creature plucked right from,
an animal's worst dream.

He'll bleed you slow,
his eyes glow red,
It's the little monsters,
that will get us in the end.

Run for your lives,
a terror is unleashed
A real life X-File is coming
for your beasts.

Might be a coyote,
he'll bite your throat,
and suck your goat,
He's the Bigfoot of Mexico,
El Chupacabra.

A chameleon and a killer,
an experiment gone awry,
Leaving a trail of victims,
all bled dry.

Disappearing like a shadow,
You'll never apprehend,
The little monsters,
that'll get us in the end.

Run for your lives,
a terror is unleashed
A real life X-File is coming
for your beasts.

Might be a coyote,
he'll bite your throat,
and suck your goat,
He's the Bigfoot of Mexico,
El Chupacabra.
El Chupacabra.
El Chupacabra.