They woke me up again
It's going to be another restless sleep tonight
The ghosts inside my head
Are moving furniture and eating dynamite
They're moving furniture and eating dynamite

Take me up the rill to haunted hill
Past the floating bridge, the orphanage
Where the spirits fly and never die
Where the spirits fly and never die, die, die, die
Die, Die, Die, Die

There it's always cold
Well I've got a fever and I'd like to make it snow
That's why I feel so old
All these specters need a better place to go
All these specters need a better place to go

We could get a chill on haunted hill
Where the saddest parts inside my heart
Can live in the past, leave me at last
Can live in the past, leave me at last

Leave me with good will on haunted hill
Past the floating bridge, the orphanage
Where the spirits fly and never die
Where the spirits fly and never die, die, die, die
Die, Die, Die, Die
Die, Die, Die, Die