Testo Black House

There's a place called the Black House
It's a place I go when my spirits are low
I can taste in the Black House
Forbidden fruit though it's evil I know

All the people in the Black House
I can see it in their eyes, there's no need to disguise
My thirst in the Black House This whiskey is real and it makes me feel

Like heaven in the Black House
All the women are angels, all the guys are swell
And the music in the Black House
Oh it soothes my soul like a harp from hell

The boss of the Black House
He's a tall skinny guy in a long black cape
And he smiles on the Black House
With the skeletal grin of his white skull face

Raise my glass in the Black House
You can tell me that it's wrong
Too much whiskey, too much song Kiss my ass, I'm in the Black House
This is where I belong
Give me whiskey, give me whiskey
All night long