HAUNTED HOUSE (Kevin) CHRIS KEVIN & THE COMICS (COLT .45 103, 1959) Man, you know that house up at the end of the road That no-one goes near? Well, let me tell you why they don't... Well, in the haunted house at the top of the hill The spooks skim around to test their skill At the stoke of twelve every night The scene is such a frightful sight Stay-stay away when the ghosts and the goblins play When the hands of the clock spell out midnight Better get in out of sight Well, the ghosts and the witches and the devil too Are into mixing up a brew And if a man should venture near His soul inside would disappear Their soul and mind is in their brews Things of which we have no clue All we do is hope and pray, we'll be here another day Stay-stay away when the ghosts and the goblins play When the hands of the clock spell out midnight Better get in out of sight Well, the footloose life I did lead My soul is filled with selfish greed Bless my soul as I found this plight The devil's judging yours tonight Oh, brother hear me when I say You better live right every day 'Cause someday it will be your turn And if you roam your soul will burn Stay-stay away when the ghosts and the goblins play When the hands of the clock spell out midnight Better get in out of sight |