Ooh, ooh, oo h,
by the river, there is a place
I know, I call it the Haunted Dreamhouse,
it's got a garden where nothing grows.
Ooh, garden where nothing grows.
Ooh, ooh.
There lives an angel
On flowers that need the sun
But she's locked in by a sick old man
Won't let her have any fun
Won't let her have any fun
Ooh
Ooh
Each day I go by and shout
Come on, let the girl out
Sick old man, let the bird fly free
So she can come out with me
Oh, maybe one night
She just might
Dive a broken heart
Ooh
Ooh
Ah!
I'm gonna burn down your fence,
and all your bushes too
I don't care what they say,
I'm not afraid of you,
others might hate you,
but you don't scare me,
I'm gonna pump, and puff,
and blow your dream house down.
Morning when the city grows
I'm gonna take her away
Morning when the city grows
I gotta tell
Joy you're right
Morning when the city grows
She's gonna be mine from now on
Morning when the city grows
Oh
Morning when the city grows
No, no, no, no, no
Morning when the city grows