Look in My Book

Over the hill

I'm over the hill

There's ghosts in my house

So I had to move out

I live in my barn

But I don't give a damn

For the cows and the sheep

As they strain to excrete

Would you like to look in my eyes?

Would you like to look in my book?

Could you give me money for this?

Aaaaah

Way past the hedgerows

An evil it grows

And it seeped its way south

And now lives in my house

My heart has grown cold

And I'm feeling so old

There's a man in the hall

I don't know him at all

Would you like to look in my eyes?

Would you like to look in my book?

Could you give me money for this?

Aaaaah

Would you like to look in my eyes?

Would you like to look in my book?

Could you give me shekels for this?

Aaaaah

Would you like to look in my book?

My hands turn green in the rain

I don't feel love I feel pain

Aaaaah

Aaaaah-aaaaah-aaaaah

"Gonna start that again"

"C'mon what's wrong with ya?"