Ooh, ooh, oo h,
by the river, there is a place
I know, I call it the haunted
dream house,
it's got a garden where nothing grows.
Ooh, garden where nothing grows,
ooh, ooh
There lives an angel,
a flower that needs a sun
But she's laughing about
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 die of a broken heart.
Ooh, oo h, 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 pump
And blow your dream house down
Morning when the city grows
I'm gonna take her away
Morning when the city grows
I'm gonna tell
Joy you're right
Morning when the city grows
She's gonna be mine from now on
Morning when the city grows
Morning when the city grows
No, no, no, no, no
Morning when the city grows