THIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALETHESE FOUR WALLS HAVE GOT A STORY TO TELLTHE DOOR IS OFF THE HINGES THERE’S NO WISH IN THE WELL.OUTSIDE THE SKY IS COAL BLACK AND THE STREETS ARE ON FIRETHE PICTURE WINDOWS CRACKEDAND THERE’S NO WHERE TO RUNI KNOW I KNOW ..THIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALEI SET EACH STONE AND I HAMMERED EACH NAILTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALEWHERE MEMORIES LIVE AND THE DREAM DON’T FAILTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALE.COMING HOME,I’M COMING HOMEDROVE A SPIKE INTO THE GROUND AND I STAKED MY CLAIMSTANDING ON THE DIRT WHERE THEY’LL DIG MY GRAVE.NOW WHAT BUILT THESE WALLS IS IN MY VEINSNO TIME FOR LOOKING BACK, THE WOLF IS AT THE DOORTHIS HEART, THIS SOULTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALE.I SET EACH STONE AND I HAMMERED EACH NAILTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALEWHERE MEMORIES LIVE AND THE DREAM DON’T FAILTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALECOMING HOME,I’M COMING HOMETHIS HOUSE WAS BUILT ON TRUSTTHATS WHAT IT ISAND ALWAYS WASNO WRECKING BALL COULD KNOCK IT DOWNTHIS HOUSE, WAS BUILT ON HIGHER GROUND.I SET EACH STONE AND I HAMMERED EACH NAILTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALEWHERE MEMORIES LIVE AND THE DREAM DON’T FAILTHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALE.COMING HOMEI’M COMING HOMECOMING HOMEI’M COMING HOMETHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALECOMING HOMEI’M COMING HOMEI’M COMING HOMETHIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALE