Outside, over there Where the war was raging Run little child, far from home The Lord will take you with Him As mushrooms, high as mountains, Came from Neptune's submarines A little girl named Ida lived in a shack up by the sea Her daddy was away at war, Her mother had lost her mind So Ida in the harbor softly sang her lullabies To hush her baby sister And to calm her mother's shakes And by the waves a'crashing, For her father she would wait One evening Ida sang a song Soft as May breeze blows When a blinding flash of light came Her eyes began to close And devils in their hooded cloaks Through the window climbed They took her sister from her crib And ran off in the night When Ida looked to check the crib When finally she arose She saw a figure made of ice Melting by the stove Outside, over there Where the war was raging Run little child, far from home The Lord will take you with Him Ida put on her mother's coat And walked out to the cliffs The sky was scarred with napalm The hills were drowned with mist She buried a rose in the ground And started up the road To find her sister in the night And safely bring her home There were soldiers in the twilight Thieves drinking by the caves She just listened up for her daddy's voice To come drifting 'cross the waves On the edge of Neptune's kingdom Was a forest and it was said That any man who went in there Was never seen again But Ida clutched her mother's coat And pressed on through the trees For in the ground she saw the tracks Of wretched devils' feet The path ahead grew fainter As the branches tied in knots And Ida felt like every step she took was being watched Outside, over there Where the war was raging Run little child, far from home The Lord will take you with Him Where deep amongst the wild woods The girl began to tire When she came across a cabin Windows flickered with a fire She knocked upon a wooden door An old man showed his face With kind eyes like her fathers And a beard long and grey She saw her sister sleeping Near two angels wearing hoods She had some supper Then she slept to dream about the woods After three days passed The mist had cleared The sky was clear and bright She took her sister in her arms And bid the man goodbye She ran back through the forest Saw no soldiers and no thieves 'Till she found herself back up At the shack by the sea But when she flung her arms around her mother she shed tear For the woman stood before her was blind and aged by thirty ears She said, "Oh, my darling Ida, my wait is at an end. As this rosebush grew I prayed each day that we would meet again. So they sat out in the evening And the sun shot all around 'Till early the next morning When their bodies were found Outside, over there Where the war was raging Run little child, far from home The Lord will take you with Him

House Of Pain Anthem I'm a wood peckin' peckerwood Take me out, ya never could Act up in my neighbourhood You better not, my aim is good The House Of Pain is not a gang Just a funky Irish name A Celtic savage makin' cabbage With corn beef on the side Irish pride is what I got I got alot so don't dispute it Constantly I'm suited If ya got a gun then shoot it Pick any beat I rock it I'm always in the pocket You try to ill, I grab my gat And now you see my cock it Next I pull the trigger I don't care if you're bigger You try to con yourself you're bulletproof But how ya figure? The caps that I'll be poppin' They'll have your body droppin' You thought you knew the deal But now you feel your heartbeat stoppin' I'm moppin' up the comp That's short for compitition I write my lyrics like The Irish mob in Hell's Kitchen The House Of Pain in effect, y'all I say the House Of Pain is in effect You know the House Of Pain is in effect y'all And anyone that steps up in gettin' wrecked I'm a beer drinkin' fighter The bike in Easy Rider I only roll my spliffs With the extra easy whiters Papers to vapors Is what you'll all be catchin' Meanwhile I'll be snatchin' Up your hoes and all your dough The styles that I'll be kickin' You know they're finger lickin' Good, the peckerwood never could play the victim Only the offender I go out on a bender Drink a case of brew And then disgrace the crew But only if it's mickeys I never wear no dickeys Only wear the Levi's My whole family cries