There is steam rising from the gravel on the road   There is black coal filling up our homes   It seeps through the window cracks   It slips through the floorboards   The mortar is turning black   The foundation starts to crack   Honey, pack your bags and go      There is steam rising from the belly of the beast   There is hell on earth there are demons beneath the sheets   They see through the window cracks   They slip through the floorboards   The mortar is turning black   The foundation starts to crack   Honey, pack your bags and go      There is steam rising from the gravel on the road   There is black coal filling up our homes   It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane   It slips through the floorboards and up through the drain      There is steam rising from the gravel on the road   There is black coal filling up our homes   It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane   It slips through the floorboards and up through the drain