Carnival in Harlem

There’s a Carnival in Harlem
Where my lady reads her gospel
From a balcony of bones
And I’m on my way to see her
For as long as I’m without her
There will be no such thing as home
Certainly, I agree this feels right
and your invitation tempts me so
Normally, a former me would stay the night
Oh, but there is somewhere I must go
There’s a Carnival in Harlem
Where my lady reads her gospel
From a balcony of bones
And I’m on my way to see her
For as long as I’m without her
There will be no such thing as home
Lately I’ve been half alive and wounded
Ravaged by the wolves and left for dead
Oh, it’s true I really hate to do this
But there is somewhere I must go instead
There’s a Carnival in Harlem
Where my lady reads her gospel
From a balcony of bones
And I’m on my way to see her
For as long as I’m without her
There will be no such thing as home
She believes in Haunted Things
And tells me I’m a fascinating liar
We believe in Haunted Things
I tell you we’re a building on fire
There’s a Carnival in Harlem
Where my lady reads her gospel
From a balcony of bones
And I’m on my way to see her
For as long as I’m without her
There will be no such thing as home
There will be no such thing as home
There will be no such thing as home