Scott Troyer come on up to the house

Well the moon is broken And the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only thing that you can see Is all that you lack
Come on up to the house
All your cryin’ don’t do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off your cross We can use the wood
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house
There’s no light in the tunnel No irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And your singin lead soprano In a junkman’s choir
Come on up to the house
Doesn’t life seem nasty, brutish and short
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy And you can’t find no port
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house
When there’s nothin’ in the world that you can do
Come on up to the house
and you’ve been whipped by the forces that are inside you
Come on up to the house
Well you’re high on top of your mountain of woe
Come on up to the house
Well you know you should surrender but you can’t let it go
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house