LYRIC FOR SALE

By Mr Gordon Williams

Papa's Cabin
Anthology: The Cast of Amontillado
by Edgar Allen Poe

One last time let's get this story straight
I was dining out with friends it was getting kind of late
They called out to me, but I couldn't go
Time to visit "Papa's Cabin"
where the mood drags you
straight below...

Don't tell me in the middle of the night
When my demons troll for me
it ain't no pretty sight...no
I have news for him...
been "Culling" my knives too
I will carve him
out of me
This...I swear I must do...

I have a secret about my Papa's cabin
I know this horror: I keep to myself
I have a secret about my
Papa's cabin
Shhhhhhhhhhhh!

All that you see is not what it seems
What Papa done to fair sister
Tied her up like a mummy in barbed wire
Stuck her corpse beneath the cabin underground; the vintage wine cellar
Not binding her to the cross
burning her like in a funeral pyre

The "Valley of Shadows" goes, and on, and then...
I see my Sis's hand reaching just offshore of a beach
I pull her onto the sand...
wreathing in pain
I wake up knowing what happened;
makes me as guilty as him

I have a secret about my Papa's cabin
I know this horror; I keep to myself
I have a secret about my Papa's cabin....
I am this secret
Shhhhhhhhhhhh!

One last time let's get this story straight
Dealing with a man nothing more
than a nefarious ingrate
I'm not going to speak in moral platitudes; I've become like Papa,
lured him into "My Cabin" to meet his doom...

I am the secret about my Papa's cabin
I am this horror; I keep to myself
I am the secret about my Papa's cabin...
I am this horror; I keep to myself

Takes your soul straight to HELL

Fortunato, would you join me in my wine cellar to taste a rare vintage of Amontillado?