Black House

Black house

Black house

There's a place, called the black house

It's a place I go when my spirits are low

I can taste, in the black house

Forbidden fruit and though it's evil I know all the people

In the black house

I can see it in their eyes, there's no need to disguise

My thirst, in the black house

This whiskey is real and makes me feel like heaven

In the black house

All the women are angels all the guys are swell

And the music, in the black house

Oh it soothes my soul like a harp from hell

Oh black house

Oh black house, oh black house

Oh the boss

Of the black house

Is a tall skinny guy in a long black cape

And he smiles

On the black house

With a skeletal grim of his white skull face

Raise my glass, in the black house

You can tell me that it's wrong, too much whiskey, too much song

Kiss my ass, I'm in the black house

This I where I belong, give me whiskey

Give me whiskey all night long

Give me whiskey all night long

Give me whiskey, give me whiskey all night long

Give me streams of whiskey all night long

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