to the morgue take him to the morgue to the morgue take him to the morgue at devil lake sanitarium many a patient had died in vain never a question to be asked no no never a thing to explain so they took his bones and skin to the morgue in the west wing it was clear to doctor eastmann harry had died of fright in the night if he had cared he could have found the spider laying eggs in harry s neck the smoldering eyes in harry s head had become the home of spiders instead solos simonsen la rocque to the morgue take him to the morgue to the morgue take him to the morgue to the morgue we must all go to the morgue to the morgue we must all go to the morgue deep down below the ground where it was king of cold and damp too many stiffs to be fit in the cooler gathering dust in the hallways of death the smoldering eyes in harry s head had become the home of spiders instead spiders here spiders everywhere spiders feeding the dead to their young spiders here spiders everywhere spiders using the dead for their name spiders they re growing like rats from the plague spiders there s so many more everyday solos simonsen la rocque summer is coming to an end and the cellar in the morgue is a nest now one thousand poisonous creatures eight thousand poisonous legs the smoldering eyes in harry s head had become the home of spiders instead to the morgue we must all go to the morgue 