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?"