The Glendas - Under the Stairs

There's people under the stairs
Mommy and Daddy are the reason they're there
Alice hides in her room
Fool's gold, Fool's gold
Roach has no tongue
And in the walls he's on the run
Leather masks and shotgun shells
Get him Daddy! get him Daddy!
People, People Under The Stairs
There's people under the stairs
A cage of kids who speak no evil
Feeding on themselves
Cannibals made out of children
A small bag of coins
The children make their move on Mother
Blowing up the house
Finally brings the death of Father
People, People Under The Stairs

Written by:
Josiah Barnett

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