Текст песни Owsley - Zavelow House
Owsley - Zavelow House слова песни
There`s a house down on the cornerThat we always used to talk aboutNever had the guts to go insideNot even on a dareBoarded up and creepyScary eyes looked out upon a sleepy townFascination kept us guessin`Why the sign read to BewareWe always knew just what would hit the fanIf we got an up-close look at the boogiemanShadows on the wallVoices in the hallThere`s more than just a mouseIn the Zavelow houseI could look inside the windowIf I jumped upon my trampolineCoulda sworn I saw Hannibal LechterWith a hatchet and a headNot the kind of placeYou`d see in Better Homes and Gardens magazineUnless they did an exposeOn the night of the living deadBut with a pretty girl to hold my handCoulda got an up-close look at the boogieman.