Haunted House Songtext
When lightning strikes
Upon the hour twelve
The haunted house reveals itself
And fools who seek its evil ways
Will never see the light of day
I know a place, where the monsters
Are hanging around
At midnight
Running around making sounds,
Going bump in the night
At midnight
A ghost???what
A monster ?noooooo
Frankenstein..whoaaaa
Oh noooooo
Chorus:
This is the haunted house,
Waiting on the hill
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
This is the haunted house,
Giving you a trill
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Haven?t you heard of the man,
Going straight through the wall
At midnight
They say he?s the wolf you can hear
When he?s having a ball
At midnight
A monster??.
What
A wolf????
Noooooooo
Frankenstein?..
Whoaaa
Oh noooooooo
Chorus
This is the haunted house (3x)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Waiting on the hill
At midnight
When midnight falls
And darkness calls
And ghosts and ghouls
And demons dwell
Creatures creep to crush your skull
For no one leaves or lives to tell
Chorus
This is the haunted house (3x)
Waiting on the hill
For no one leaves or lives to tell
Upon the hour twelve
The haunted house reveals itself
And fools who seek its evil ways
Will never see the light of day
I know a place, where the monsters
Are hanging around
At midnight
Running around making sounds,
Going bump in the night
At midnight
A ghost???what
A monster ?noooooo
Frankenstein..whoaaaa
Oh noooooo
Chorus:
This is the haunted house,
Waiting on the hill
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
This is the haunted house,
Giving you a trill
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Haven?t you heard of the man,
Going straight through the wall
At midnight
They say he?s the wolf you can hear
When he?s having a ball
At midnight
A monster??.
What
A wolf????
Noooooooo
Frankenstein?..
Whoaaa
Oh noooooooo
Chorus
This is the haunted house (3x)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Waiting on the hill
At midnight
When midnight falls
And darkness calls
And ghosts and ghouls
And demons dwell
Creatures creep to crush your skull
For no one leaves or lives to tell
Chorus
This is the haunted house (3x)
Waiting on the hill
For no one leaves or lives to tell