Текст песни Zavelow House

There's a house down on the corner That we always used to talk about Never had the guts to go inside Not even on a dare Boarded up and creepy Scary eyes looked out upon a sleepy town Fascination kept us guessin' Why the sign read to Beware We always knew just what would hit the fan If we got an up-close look at the boogieman Shadows on the wall Voices in the hall There's more than just a mouse In the Zavelow house I could look inside the window If I jumped upon my trampoline Coulda sworn I saw Hannibal Lechter With a hatchet and a head Not the kind of place You'd see in Better Homes and Gardens magazine Unless they did an expose On the night of the living dead But with a pretty girl to hold my hand Coulda got an up-close look at the boogieman.