Lyrics Shoes Upon The Table

NARRATOR
How swiftly those who've made a pact
Can come to overlook the fact
Or wish the reckoning be delayed
But a debt is a debt, and must be paid.

MRS. LYONS
You do know what they say about twins,
Secretly parted, don't you?

MRS. JOHNSTONE
What? What?

MRS. LYONS
They say that if either twin learns that he was
One of a pair, they shall both immediately die.
It means, Mrs. Johnstone, that these brothers
Shall grow up, unaware of the other's existence
They shall be raised apart and
Never, ever told what was once the truth..
You won't tell anyone about this, Mrs. Johnstone.
Because if you do, you will kill them.

NARRATOR
Shoes upon the table
An' a spider's been killed.
Someone broke the lookin' glass
A full moon shinin'
An' the salt's been spilled
You're walking on the pavement cracks
Don't know what's gonna come to pass
Now y'know the devil's got your number
Y'know he's gonna find you
Y'know he's right behind you
He's starin' through your windows
He's creeping down the hall


Ain't no point in clutching
At your rosary
You're always gonna know what was done
Even when you shut your eyes you still see
That you sold a son
And you can't tell anyone
But y'know the devil's got your number
Y'know he's gonna find you
Y'know he's right behind you
He's standin' on your step
And he's knocking at your door.
He's knocking at your door.
He's knocking at your door.