Shoes Upon The Table Lyrics
Narrator
How swiftly those who've made a pact,
Can come to overlook the fact
Or wish the reckoning be delayed
But a debt is a debt, and must be paid.
Mrs Lyons
You do know what they say about twins,
Secretly parted, don't you?
Mrs Johnstone
What? What?
Mrs Lyons
They say that if either twin learns that he was
One of a pair, they shall both immediately die.
It means, Mrs Johnstone that these brothers
Shall grow up, unaware of the other's
Existence they shall be raised apart and
Never, ever told what was once the truth. You
Won't tell anyone about this, Mrs Johnstone.
Because if you do, you will kill them
Narrator
Shoes upon the table
An' a spider's been killed.
Someone broke the lookin' glass
A full moon shinin'
An' the salt's been spilled.
You're walkin' on the pavement cracks
Don't know what's gonna come to pass.
Now y' know the devil's got your number,
You know he's gonna find ya
You know he's right behind ya
He's starin' through your windows
He's creeping down the hall.
Ain't no point in clutching
At your rosary
You're always gonna know what was done
Even when you shut your eyes you still see
That you sold a son
And you can't tell anyone
But y' know the devils got your number
You know he's gonna find ya
You' know he's right behind ya
He's standin' on your step
And he's knocking at your door
He's knocking at your door,
He's knocking at your door.