Another face at the window    To take me away from you    To a place that I just won't go       It's always hard to remember    What of pleasure and pain, oh well    I just don't want to know       And their service with a smile    Don't need to see your money    But one more thing to do    And we're just about to do it to you       The turn of the screw!       He was born to be angry    A fire that just burned cold    And you knew you should keep away       Then on a night in a city    It happened and lost control    So it's on to his last today       They'll dress him up in style    To walk the final mile to somewhere    And one just thing to do    Oh, maybe it could happen to you       The turn of the screw!       If they leave, we will follow    And they're leading to you       We measure in time    And then we end    The mountains we climb    Are just pretend       You'll be rich, you'll be golden    Just sign on the dotted line    No need to read the rules       And we might let you know    If there's a way to back your bible    But one more thing to do   And how we love to pull it to you       The turn of the screw!       Here comes another    You're at the end, we'll finish with you!    On to the next one    And the turn of the screw!