A HAUNTED HOUSE

Hey, I'm a haunted house that sits on a corner of your street And everyone has one. That's why I'm so unique You've heard of Halloween or the Monster Show A house on Haunted Hill is not the place to go You've heard of Amityville or Michael Jackson's thriller video In the Addams Family, you've heard of scary movies 1, 2, and 3 Those little witches are nothing compared to me As I sit there withering away, looking old and grey You might say things look bleak in a quirky kind of way As you stick to your code and cross the road, you have the right to avoid me But you get this tugging feeling, a feeling so hypnotizing An eerie invitation of curiosity, in a quirky kind of way As you stick to your code and cross the road, you have the right to avoid me But you get this tugging feeling, a feeling so hypnotizing An eerie invitation of curiosity, seems so tempting to me It beckons you to move your feet as the darkness draws you in Come on, come on, come on over As you feel a cold touch of a hand resting on your shoulder That leads you to my door that's wide open Oh, the horror you feel I'm salivating, deliciously waiting for your journey to begin As you walk into my haunted house, the lights start to dim And the door quickly closes behind you, then I start to grin Oh, you fool, I'm winning, I'm winning You're so easily misled As a mist of darkness starts to creep on in, it settles all around your head I throw little bits of lightning here and there to settle your fears As my evil plan has come to hand, it's amazing Oh boy, this will astound you with the worst yet to come A fear so frightening that it will hit you on your bum And as the fear hits you quickly, it's an airiness that you cannot shake And you think to yourself, I must be mad, I think I'm going crazy But you still try to clear your head so you can think more clearly You start to walk across my floor, you can hear every creak As another door slams shut behind you, you can't even speak You hear somebody screaming in the distance, and then you start to freak You feel like you want to run, but you can't even move your feet Your mind is driving you crazy, your vision becomes hazy You're mine now, ooh whoops-a-daisy My walls run cold with blood, it's slimy to the touch And there is an awful smell that reeks a stench so bad it makes you cover your mouth, your nose, and even move your feet Your mind is driving you crazy, your vision becomes hazy You're mine now, ooh whoops-a-daisy My walls run cold with blood, it's slimy to the touch And there's an awful smell that reeks a stench so bad it makes you cover your mouth, your nose, and even your cheeks My rooms are cold, very, and my halls are long and scary Out of the corner of your eye, you may have seen something shady And then you start to remember the evil, spine-chilling story of poor old dead man Grady, who hung himself after killing his wife and baby You feel a spooky chill as the thrills get even bigger Fear rushes through your veins as you start to go insane The feeling is you've gone too far and there's nowhere left to turn It feels like you're in a maze as you stop and stare with your scary gaze Your head starts spinning, you're in a daze Your heart starts pounding as you clench for your chest with your breath You say, help me, please help me As you fall to the floor, you beg, no, no more As you take your last precious breath, the darkness has come to take you in Now left for dead, and my haunting can begin You'll rise like a ghost as you are now one of my hosts You never saw it coming, you must have felt you've been misled And now you'll never see the sunrise or sunset And this room you will never forget again, my friend As there is no tomorrow for you, you will never leave here forever Something you should get used to And here is where you'll stay, filling the rooms with such gloom as your ghostly figure floats on by It's like you're part of the furniture now, my newfound ghostly friend And I won't treat you like a piece of meat, and you won't have to feel the heat I am yours, and you are mine now, isn't that quite sweet Trapped with other lost souls like you that roam around, never to be found My haunted house is your tomb, your tomb of horrible dreaded doom, doom, doom, doom Now let's wait for my next victim Er, I mean client For our journey to begin again [Evil laugh] hahaha hahaha