Crazy Guy from Crow, John by Cthulhu Brothers

We sold our house to a crazy guy
He took the keys with a gleam in his eye
He said, "You don't you don't know, do ya do
You don't you don't know

That house is built where laylines meet
Neolithic temple under the street
You don't you don't know, do ya do
You don't you don't know

In a place like that a man could flower
Really unleash his inner power
You don't you don't know, do ya do
You don't you don't know"

After we left the tales were wild
A talking dog, a glowing child

who moved easily through the walls of the neighbouring houses
making a crackling, electrical sound as he went.
He paused to illuminate the kitchens and hallways,
mute but with eyes that cried out for release.
The houses flexed and creaked. The earth below grumbled.

Nineteen months was all it took
Found the red-letter page in the blackheart book
You don't you don't know, do ya do
You don't you don't know

Got carried away by an unearthly gale
How can a tornado have a tail?
You don't you don't know, do ya do
You don't you don't know

We moved back in because he'd failed
Per the occult clause in the deed of sale
We did we did know, did so so
We did we did know

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