House of Freaks Songtext
von Brickwall Jackson

Sun gone down, ain′t goin' to bed
Tiny devils playin′ songs in my head
Hammers ringin' out the things that you said
I'm off to Hollywood to talk to the dead
Climbin′ hard ain′t seen the sky for a week
Their souls are twisted up so tight it squeaks
That kinda livin' makes my coffin creak
I′m happy here with my House of Freaks
In my back yard, some things'll never change
Down under deeper than the Church Hill train
They gettin′ even while I'm gettin′ strange
High water risin' till the Bottom drains
Kickin' my shoes off take a walk in the creek
Down on the James I hear the iron speaks
Tearin′ my heart out wanna take a peak
I′m livin' large in this House of Freaks
I got happy when you sang your songs
Cakewalkin′ baby till it all went wrong
Your souls are cherished can you hear the throngs The wind blows hard but it ain't cold for long
Soul of an angel yeah it sure ain′t meek
My rockin' chair could use a couple tweaks
Bugs in my brain I think I sprung a leak
I′ll take my chances with my House of Freaks
I'm happy here with my House of Freaks
Ooooh I remember you well
When the Sun Gone Down
You lovely House of Freaks
When the Sun Gone Down
And I hope you can hear me
Ooooh I remember you well
You lovely House of Freaks
I hope you can hear me
From my Rockin' Chair
Maybe in 40 Years
Found a Magpie Wing
Aw kick it