Well the moon is broken
The sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only thing that you can see
Is all that you lack
So come on up to the house

All your cryin don't do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off the cross
We can use the wood
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
This world is not my home
I'm just a passin' through
So come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel
No irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And your singin' lead soprano
In a junkman's choir
You gotta come on up to the house

Does life seem nasty, brutish and short
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy
And you can't find no port
Just come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
This world is not my home
I'm just a passin' through
Come on up to the house

There's nothin' in the world
That you can do
Come on up to the house
You've been whipped by the forces
That are inside you
Come on up to the house

Well you're high on top
Of your mountain of woe
Come on up to the house
Well you know you should surrender
But you just can't let go
You gotta come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
This world is not my home
And I'm just a passin' through
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house

Copyright: JALMA MUSIC
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits