Billy Creepshow - Haunted House

Down the long, wooden stairway echoes rattles and clanks
From some corner of the attic; cold, dusty and dank
In the night the shadows that dance across the wall
Seem as they're making the whispers winding down the hall
You'll close the windows and white drapes, tell yourself it's the wind
But you know that there's another reason for the goosebumps on your skin
And you don't even know that you're in for the fright of your life
But what you don't know can hurt you in the darkness of the night
When you go to bed at night don't forget to sleep tight
Even though the scurry in your wall isn't a mouse
When you go to bed at night don't forget to sleep tight
Even though you're living in a haunted house
You don't think that ghosts exist, that can't be reality
But the spirits that float in the air, they seem to disagree
Gus isn't a friendly ghost; he hates everything you fucking do
You sound just like his nagging bitch wife, that shot him in '62 (Fuck!)
He drags chains across your floor, rings an old church bell
Your life has become a shitty sitcom from the depths of Hell
As your life's months and years leak through creaky cracks
You're just waiting for the day you die to forever haunt him back
When you go to bed at night don't forget to sleep tight
Even though the scurry in your wall isn't a mouse
When you go to bed at night don't forget to sleep tight
Even though you're living in a haunted house

Written by:
Billy Whitaker

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