Lyrics:

Connor-Werth-Williams

I've been told about the house on the hill
So high and old, the house on the hill
Say that there's a King Rat who wears a judge's black cap
And I wouldn't go near the house on the hill

The story goes 'bout the house on the hill
That when it snows around the house on the hill
The rat becomes a maiden, her soul endowed by Satan
And I wouldn't go near the house on the hill

As is her sin, yeah, in the house on the hill
She lures travellers into the house on the hill
Enchants them with her charms then she falls on and devours them
And I wouldn't go near the house on the hill