The house at the end of the street
Is host to ghosts and evil spirits
On nights like this the neighbors hear it
The house at the end of the street
Windows cracked and weathered wood
The roof is slack and the odds are good
There's something going on in there
That fills me with me chills of fear
There's something going - there's something going on
The house at the end of the street
Has a yard of tangled weeds like wire
The porch was scorched in some strange fire
The house at the end of the street
Can't be resold the bank has tried
So hold you breath as you walk by
There's something going on in there
That fills me with me chills of fear
There's something going - there's something going on
Keep your eyes down
Keep moving
Don't let light draw you near
Keep your eyes down
Keep moving
There's something going on in here
There's something going on in there
That fills me with me chills of fear
There's something going - there's something going on
There's something going on
