Jacqueline's House

Put your swollen head on my lap And I'll scare off the bad dreams The devil tries to enter at night In disguise and the girl screams He tries to touch you But the vision is gone Now everybody wonders what's wrong There's something in the back of her mind Makes her scared of the big book The monster hands are holding it now At the place where she mustn't look There's nothing sacred Flesh is ever so weak Now they're trying to make that little girl speak There's a smell of evil in Jacqueline's house China on the table and bibles all around Everybody sits up straight when Father is about Everybody shuts their mouth in case the Truth comes out