Vocals by Anna Tsiota Music & Lyrics by Andy Dench
Blackcloud the Count chills out at night In his study which is centuries old And his bathroom is plush – you just have to gush At the pink – and the shower in gold! But who haunts the old rooms? One only presumes They’ll make your blood run cold!
Up in the attic, right at the top, Lives a ghost who loves wailing and whining! While down on the ground in the dining room The Count loves wining and dining! But who haunts the old rooms? One only presumes They’ll be extremely frightening!
The Count in the lounge spills a drink on his guest And a dog hounds a cat through the hall! Smoke from the cooker spreads right through the kitchen ‘Cause the chef can’t cook at all! But who haunts the old rooms? One only presumes They’ll cause your skin to crawl!
All is not well in the basement downstairs In the cellar the corks are popping! The washing machine is flooding the floor And the laundry room needs mopping! But who haunts the old rooms? One only presumes The horror will be heart-stopping!
The garage holds the Rolls that Blackcloud bought With instalments and a deposit In the bedroom there’s his ted bouncing on the bed And a skeleton in the closet! But who haunts the old rooms? One only presumes Well, you wouldn’t wanna ask, “Who was it?!”