House of Horror

Twisted and broken my bones be a jangling. Crying and screaming for my body be a hanging Cheers and a chuckling as the klan be a sanging Music to his ears as the echoes be a ranging So deep was the South So cozy was the house Im cold in the grave Just a boy for me to save He was buried and drowned in that cave Animal on his back ,is what they engraved If grownups could only behave I never whistled at her mister but I told you I waved.