"The Devil's in the Belfry" lyrics
(feat. Christina Rotondo & Worm Quartet)
It's twelve. It's twelve. It's twelve. Wait... what?!
It's thirteen o'clock?
Yo, tiny Dutch town where the turnips grow thick
Clocks tick in sync, every chime's arithmetic
Citizens in clogs, all content, all plain
Every hour on the hour, same toll, same chain
Peaceful routine like a metronome's law
Till a shadow in the steeple starts sharpening its claw
But hush... bell-tower hums, there's a shadow on the bricks
Violin villain strolls in with a grin that sticks
Red-capped demon, instrument in his grip
Steps down the cobblestones with a smirk on his lip
Like an accordion of madness, according to the rage
He's sawing through serenity, and taking the stage
Four bars switch up, syncopation gets bent
He's twisting their dimension with malevolent intent
Every fourth couplet, see the devilish grin
As he waltzes with the clock.... let the nightmare begin
Chickens stop clucking, farmers freeze in fear
Pipes drop silent when the fiddler draws near
Bell-ringer climbs, hands steady on the rope
Sweat drips, lips twitch, lungs choke on hope
Demon kicks the door wide, eyes blaze with delight
Violin shrieks loud, midnight splits into night
Every toll of the bell is a death knell's laugh
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half!
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half!
While the routine ruptures, order shattered to shards
It's a carnival of chaos, kids hear it from their yards
Milk curdles in the pail, the bread turns black
The crops decay quickly, never ever growing back
Now silence from the tower, but the people are gone
While echoes of the bow play a nightmarish song
The clock face is frozen, the village is undone
Guess the devil found joy when the death-bell rung, and...
Chickens stop clucking, farmers freeze in fear
Pipes drop silent when the fiddler draws near
Bell-ringer climbs, hands steady on the rope
Sweat drips, lips twitch, lungs choke on hope
Demon kicks the door wide, eyes blaze with delight
Violin shrieks loud, midnight splits into night
Every toll of the bell is a death knell's laugh
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Chickens stop clucking, farmers freeze in fear
Pipes drop silent when the fiddler draws near
Bell-ringer climbs, hands steady on the rope
Sweat drips, lips twitch, lungs choke on hope
Demon kicks the door wide, eyes blaze with delight
Violin shrieks loud, midnight splits into night
Every toll of the bell is a death knell's laugh
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
The devil's in the belfry, ring that bell
The devil's in the belfry, what's that smell?
The devil's in the belfry, hear that song
The devil's in the belfry... time went wrong!
The devil's in the belfry, ring that bell
The devil's in the belfry, what's that smell?
The devil's in the belfry, hear that song
The devil's in the belfry... time went wrong!
It's twelve, it's twelve, it's twelve—wait... what?!
It's thirteen o'clock!
The bell keeps bangin', the town's in shock
Everybody yellin': "THIRTEEN O'CLOCK!"
It's twelve, it's twelve, it's twelve... wait... what?!
(Twelve strikes slice lives right in half)
It's thirteen o'clock!
The bell keeps bangin', the town's in shock
(Twelve strikes slice lives right in half)
Everybody yellin': "THIRTEEN O'CLOCK!"
It's thirteen o'clock?
Yo, tiny Dutch town where the turnips grow thick
Clocks tick in sync, every chime's arithmetic
Citizens in clogs, all content, all plain
Every hour on the hour, same toll, same chain
Peaceful routine like a metronome's law
Till a shadow in the steeple starts sharpening its claw
But hush... bell-tower hums, there's a shadow on the bricks
Violin villain strolls in with a grin that sticks
Red-capped demon, instrument in his grip
Steps down the cobblestones with a smirk on his lip
Like an accordion of madness, according to the rage
He's sawing through serenity, and taking the stage
Four bars switch up, syncopation gets bent
He's twisting their dimension with malevolent intent
Every fourth couplet, see the devilish grin
As he waltzes with the clock.... let the nightmare begin
Chickens stop clucking, farmers freeze in fear
Pipes drop silent when the fiddler draws near
Bell-ringer climbs, hands steady on the rope
Sweat drips, lips twitch, lungs choke on hope
Demon kicks the door wide, eyes blaze with delight
Violin shrieks loud, midnight splits into night
Every toll of the bell is a death knell's laugh
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half!
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half!
While the routine ruptures, order shattered to shards
It's a carnival of chaos, kids hear it from their yards
Milk curdles in the pail, the bread turns black
The crops decay quickly, never ever growing back
Now silence from the tower, but the people are gone
While echoes of the bow play a nightmarish song
The clock face is frozen, the village is undone
Guess the devil found joy when the death-bell rung, and...
Chickens stop clucking, farmers freeze in fear
Pipes drop silent when the fiddler draws near
Bell-ringer climbs, hands steady on the rope
Sweat drips, lips twitch, lungs choke on hope
Demon kicks the door wide, eyes blaze with delight
Violin shrieks loud, midnight splits into night
Every toll of the bell is a death knell's laugh
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Chickens stop clucking, farmers freeze in fear
Pipes drop silent when the fiddler draws near
Bell-ringer climbs, hands steady on the rope
Sweat drips, lips twitch, lungs choke on hope
Demon kicks the door wide, eyes blaze with delight
Violin shrieks loud, midnight splits into night
Every toll of the bell is a death knell's laugh
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
Twelve strikes slice lives right in half
The devil's in the belfry, ring that bell
The devil's in the belfry, what's that smell?
The devil's in the belfry, hear that song
The devil's in the belfry... time went wrong!
The devil's in the belfry, ring that bell
The devil's in the belfry, what's that smell?
The devil's in the belfry, hear that song
The devil's in the belfry... time went wrong!
It's twelve, it's twelve, it's twelve—wait... what?!
It's thirteen o'clock!
The bell keeps bangin', the town's in shock
Everybody yellin': "THIRTEEN O'CLOCK!"
It's twelve, it's twelve, it's twelve... wait... what?!
(Twelve strikes slice lives right in half)
It's thirteen o'clock!
The bell keeps bangin', the town's in shock
(Twelve strikes slice lives right in half)
Everybody yellin': "THIRTEEN O'CLOCK!"
