SANTA'S HOSPITAL

In this haunted gloomy place
All rules have been misplaced
By ghosts of gentleman
Who walk by the river

Like statues stone
They invade the homes
Of the self interested righteous
Tainting their souls that whither

The word is of stone
This the righteous know
Selling potions postcards and promises all together

The dancing queen will see a ghostship
She will still start the fire
Oh dancing queen of the river