| My New Haunt | 
| Gives me everything I want | 
| My New Haunt | 
| Gives me everything I want | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| If she turns out to be crazy in time | 
| Bring me black strap molasses | 
| Light me a burning witch | 
| Bring me my bristle brushes | 
| Bring me my tar and pitch | 
| Bring me my feather pillow | 
| And I’ll unpick the stitch | 
| We’ve lived too well | 
| Too long | 
| So long | 
| So strong | 
| My New Haunt | 
| Brings me everything I want | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| If she turns out to be faithless in time | 
| My New Haunt | 
| Sometimes disappears | 
| Then comes back in the night | 
| And whispers in my ears | 
| Saying «Don't you know you little fool | 
| You’ve nothing to fear | 
| I’ll tell you everything you want to know | 
| Everything you want to hear» | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| Raise up that flaming torch | 
| Watch as the ships approach | 
| An invitation on her lips | 
| The homeless, tempest-tossed, she grips | 
| Make her beautiful | 
| Make her dutiful and rich | 
| Sing me a love song | 
| So long | 
| So strong | 
| My New Haunt | 
| Has just been repossessed | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| If I have to guess my next address | 
| I’m out on the horizon | 
| Just as the sun was rising | 
| First rays bestow a kiss | 
| So you would never guess | 
| I’m sailing off a precipice | 
| Dragons and gold down in the hold | 
| Burning leaves and spices choking back the stench of piss | 
| My New Haunt | 
| Requires a coat of paint | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| If the walls are peeling and the ceiling is revealing the stars out there | 
| reeling | 
| My New Haunt | 
| Sometimes disappears | 
| Comes back in the night | 
| And whispers in my ears | 
| Saying «Don't you know you little fool | 
| You’ve nothing to fear | 
| I’ll tell you everything you want to know | 
| Everything you want to hear» | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| At the end of the working day | 
| He’s tired of kneeling, and praying | 
| «As I lay down to die» | 
| I can’t remember why | 
| Up on the silent screen | 
| A cowboy ropes a trick | 
| And in the second feature | 
| Some lovely creature saved by a Yankee dick | 
| Make her beautiful | 
| Make her dutiful and rich | 
| Sing me a love song | 
| So long | 
| So strong | 
| My New Haunt | 
| The shiver of a chill | 
| And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind | 
| Start making babies | 
| Beat out those bayonets | 
| Stop making bullets | 
| Reverse the planets | 
| Pick all my pockets | 
| Cut off those bracelets | 
| Have you no remorse? | 
| Peel off your corsets | 
| Of course |