TREEETOP FLYERS - Haunted house
Capo#5
Am-C-G
The night turn black and the air, turned cold
I could feel in my breath, and down my bones
The roads looked like cars where extincted
And the only meet her are the hookers on the beat
And I as I am going trough, this urban graveyard
I was kicking up leafs like a fuzz that is school bar
But I never noticed that house upon that hill, before
Under the lamplight so tall
(mellomspill) (Am-C-G)
The key for the garden near was missing
There must nothing must fast security
Remind you by the size of thoose rambles
Trues probably comes, probably scrambles
Mellomspill
(Am-C-G-Am)
But I found a rusty old pair of shears
It must have been a bastard in that day
So I cut and cut and cut, so it was a dog I could see
And ninteen dead flowers now looking at me
Mellomspill
(Am-C-G-Am)
And the telephone box that I alone need cry
I picked it up, and said hello
On the other end of the line, a voice I never heared so low
Roaming it was haunted, and that I should go
Mellomspill
(Am-C-G-Am)
Enter now if you must,
This house is haunted with, the gullers dust
If I number eight, is written here in a stone
Hands up in a group hog, low
(overgang) (F-G-Am )
Mellomspill
(Am-C-G-Am) aaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaaa...
(mellomspill)
Babada-baba-ba-bada-ba, aaaaaaaaa
(mellomspill)
The night turn black and the air, turned cold
I feel it in my breath, and down my bones
The dust was bitten once again,
And this siluttes story ends
Writer(s): Matthew Starritt, Tomer Danan, Laurie Sherman, Morrison Reid, Samuel Beer
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