Marion Crane - House on the Hill | Текст песни

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• Marion Crane
• House on the Hill

Perched on a mountain. Perched by the pill.
Blackwater fountain, let me get a drink.
Lying naked by the riverside.
Are you looking for a place to hide?

So go on home to the house on the hill,
Madness is laughter, let me get my fill.
So go on home to the house on the hill,
Hell is empty, all the devils are here.

An old man talks, wearing overalls.
Said, "Boy don't go down to the rocks".
A deviant smile, I lied like a charm.
A little rebellion won't do me no harm.

So go on home to the house on the hill,
Madness is laughter, let me get my fill.
So go on home to the house on the hill,
Hell is empty, all the devils are here.

And all this time, bottled inside a dream inside a nightmare.

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