The House That Dripped Blood Songtext

Look through the air-thin walls

Tear up the floorboards strip the paint

Go over every inch of space

With the patience of a saint

Grab your hat get your coat

The cellar door is an open throat



Look past the kitchen cabinets

Go through the chest of drawers

Scrutinize the casements
Rip the varnish off the doors

Dig up the laughing photographs

They're here somewhere or other

Take what you can carry

But let me tell you brother

Still waters go stagnant

Bodies bloat

And the cellar door is an open throat