Haunted House

But how's up at the end of the road that nobody goes near? Well, let me tell you why they don't. Well, in the haunted house at the top of the hill, the spooks get round to test their skill.

Let's go to wet, we'll blab for a night. Seems as such a riotful sigh. Stays stay awake when they go to stand the goblins. Play with the hands of the clock spell out midnight. They get in a hot out of sight.

The other goes stand the witches and the devil to water in their mixin' up a brew And if a man should have been junior, the soul inside of their disappeared Your soul and mine isn't their brew The play hub of which we have no clue who all we do is a whole band bray

We'll be here another day Stay, stay away from the ghost Stand the goblins play when the hands of the clocks pull off midnight Been getting out of sight A well of a loose life I did leave My soul lives of a wiselfish grief That's my soul as I found this black The devil's judging yours tonight

Oh, brother, hit me when I set you to better live right Every day, cause someday it will be you too And if you drop yourself a woman Stay, stay away when the ghost And the goblins play when my hands in the guts pull off midnight Better get in a-huh-huh