HIDING THINGS

HOOK Lo, Lo, Lo (high strings thru hook)
“Never dare to go asleep with Evil biting horrors
and a Zombie…below
Everywhere I Go I See the People hiding knowledge
They don’t want me… To Know…”

‘The Tale Of Herman West’

Act 1 – ‘The Lair’
In the house at the end of the street lives old Mister West
Clouds of September see it’s so picturesque
White classic Rolls driven thru Vegas that’s a whole new status
Nice Casseroles given to Neighbours
By plastic clones with venom Stepford wife smiles
Massive bonus spending, separate life styles
Husbands head up corporations, while sixty dozen
Wife’s are busy discussing nothing never talk to say things
Only to spout their meaningless clichés
Sound like fucking Dictaphones these days during the breakfast heat wave
Clone number three with a silk scarf on may avoid kissing
On the milk carton a, paperboy missing
That’s the third one this month
Someone tell the housewife to the hungry paedophile, her son is lunch
…And beneath the Earth the Beast stirs
Behind closed doors secrets disturbed, sing these words…

Act 2 – ‘The Beast himself’
The slow kiss of death dangerous secrety means
Now old Mister West aint as sweet as he seems
He dreams of hurting kids a, certain sick suburban twist
In this otherwise perfect picture, Bourbon mixer
Slash German Mister, Curtain twitcher yeah
Changed his name to ‘West’ so to, more fit in there
‘Chose this life half his earning finished’ ‘goes to night classes learning English’
‘Yo the guy’s heart is squirming in his’
Chest ‘won’t survive past his’ next birthday yes
[Thick lenses] ‘Oversized glasses Herman in his’, [suspense this]
Society births the beast don’t leave him by its own a
A crazed animal, beaten by its owner, Yeah!
And ‘little Erica’ named that Beast
‘Middle America’, a ‘Pit-bull Terrier’ straining at the leash!
And ‘doesn’t it tell ya’ right from wrong and there’s
A girl in number 2 who’s scared of ‘what’s in the cellar’, who writes this song and says…

“Never dare to go asleep with Evil biting horrors
and a Zombie…below
Everywhere I Go I See the People Hiding knowledge
They don’t want Me… To Know…”