Bazooka's unknown temp

I want you to know, The ebb and flow of my own show. From head to toe, You will be scared, And not prepared, For what I have in store for you. I'm waiting for, My curtain call. Before I storm right through the hall. Knock knock, who's there? Are you prepared, To finally meet your doom. Why do you close the door? Come to me with open arms. There's so much we need to explore. I mean no harm. I sing my song all night long just for you. Please oh please, I'm on my knees, let me through. I sing my song all night long just for you. Please oh please, I'm on my knees, let me through.