[00:00.000] 作词 : Al Bowlly
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Al Bowlly
[00:05.430]When doors all squeak and the windows creak
[00:08.400]And the ceilings leak and the roof's antique
[00:11.220]If you hear a shriek and your legs feel weak
[00:14.520]It's the Haunted House
[00:16.740]There's a dismal moan like a weird trombone
[00:19.710]And the old hambne is suddenly thrown
[00:22.470]You are all alone with the great unknown
[00:25.950]In the Haunted House
[00:27.960]There's only one good spirit
[00:30.660]It's the spirit in the bottle
[00:33.660]With shaking hands you pull the cork
[00:36.750]And pour some down your throttle
[00:39.330]There's a clank of chains and the smell of drains
[00:42.300]And a gory stain where the Duke was slain
[00:45.150]And you've got chilblains and varicose veins
[00:46.770]In the Haunted House
[00:47.280]When the old oak beam from the court room seem
[00:48.210]To pirouette stream with a sinister gleam
[00:49.170]And you wake with a scream from a horrible dream
[00:50.160]Of the Haunted House
[01:04.320]When a cavalier with a dreadful leer
[01:06.960]Tries to disappear from the cheffonier
[01:09.570]Everything we feared, to the chandelier
[01:12.540]It's the Haunted House
[01:14.550]The air is full of clammy claws that catch you by the collar
[01:19.560]So gargle night and morning just in case you have to holler
[01:24.660]The lights and sprites are awful sights
[01:27.270]In flesh pink tights, by the dead of night
[01:29.730]Comes a woman in white, so you're quite alright
[01:32.760]In the Haunted House
[02:04.890]When the old church clock strikes twelve there's a knock
[02:07.200]With a sudden shock you remember the lock
[02:09.510]On the door there's a knock, oh, why did you mock
[02:12.240]At the Haunted House
[02:14.070]It's as black as pitch and your eyeballs twitch
[02:16.380]And the darkest snitch is a dirty witch
[02:18.690]And the lighting switch is out of reach
[02:21.600]In the Haunted House
[02:23.430]When the slavey spilled the gravy, why is she so pally
[02:27.900]Something pulled her in the pantry when she fetched the salad
[02:32.460]I'm filled with dread, yes I'm nearly dead
[02:34.710]I saw a head underneath my bed
[02:37.290]Come out if you can, I could do with a man
[02:43.560]In the Haunted House

作词 : Al Bowlly
作曲 : Al Bowlly
When doors all squeak and the windows creak
And the ceilings leak and the roof's antique
If you hear a shriek and your legs feel weak
It's the Haunted House
There's a dismal moan like a weird trombone
And the old hambne is suddenly thrown
You are all alone with the great unknown
In the Haunted House
There's only one good spirit
It's the spirit in the bottle
With shaking hands you pull the cork
And pour some down your throttle
There's a clank of chains and the smell of drains
And a gory stain where the Duke was slain
And you've got chilblains and varicose veins
In the Haunted House
When the old oak beam from the court room seem
To pirouette stream with a sinister gleam
And you wake with a scream from a horrible dream
Of the Haunted House
When a cavalier with a dreadful leer
Tries to disappear from the cheffonier
Everything we feared, to the chandelier
It's the Haunted House
The air is full of clammy claws that catch you by the collar
So gargle night and morning just in case you have to holler
The lights and sprites are awful sights
In flesh pink tights, by the dead of night
Comes a woman in white, so you're quite alright
In the Haunted House
When the old church clock strikes twelve there's a knock
With a sudden shock you remember the lock
On the door there's a knock, oh, why did you mock
At the Haunted House
It's as black as pitch and your eyeballs twitch
And the darkest snitch is a dirty witch
And the lighting switch is out of reach
In the Haunted House
When the slavey spilled the gravy, why is she so pally
Something pulled her in the pantry when she fetched the salad
I'm filled with dread, yes I'm nearly dead
I saw a head underneath my bed
Come out if you can, I could do with a man
In the Haunted House