Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nathan Lane
Nathan Lane
Performer
Male Ancestors
Male Ancestors
Performer
Michael Buchanan
Michael Buchanan
Vocals
Matthew Gumley
Matthew Gumley
Vocals
Fred Inkley
Fred Inkley
Vocals
Clark Johnsen
Clark Johnsen
Vocals
Barrett Martin
Barrett Martin
Vocals
Charlie Sutton
Charlie Sutton
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lippa
Andrew Lippa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lippa
Andrew Lippa
Producer
Frank Filipetti
Frank Filipetti
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Morticia mia
Morticia, Morticia
The name alone is gold
It speaks of death and laboured breath
Not fears of growing old
If I could stop the clock right now to make a simple wish
The only wish that I would wish is 'tish, 'tish, 'tish
The wind that makes a window creak
The mist inside the word "mystique"
Morticia
The fluttering wings of bats in flight
Those creepy-crawly things at night
Morticia
The moment she is focused on you
Makes you feel alive
And after she is through
You hope you only just survive
Not unlike being stung
By every bee inside the hive
Morticia
The screams she saves for only you
The misery she puts you through
Morticia (Morticia)
The chill she brings to every room
The lethal stench of French perfume
Morticia (Morticia)
She meets your gaze and promises
To send you to the sky
When all the while behind that smile
She's wondering how you'll die
That's why it's so delicious
To be dominated by Morticia
Not today!
That's what I heard her say
What's happening to my wife? (What's happening to your wife?)
Not today!
That's really not okay, she must be feeling blue
I don't know what to do!
Except, perhaps, it's true
I must, I can't, I will
You think? I shall
I'll end my life!
Morticia
Ahh!
Morticia (Morticia!)
She's every dream and every nightmare permanently bound
So when I'm dead asleep
That's when I feel it most profound
But tell me you'll come 'round
Before I'm six feet underground
Morticia!
Morticia!
The hours playing hide and seek
That unexpected Greek technique
Morticia (Morticia!)
A blackened heart, a darker soul
Imprisonment with no parole
Morticia!
Nice
If I love you and you love me, then lose this fresh facade
My ingénue, I'll help you to avoid the firing squad
And life will be, for us, you'll see, interminably odd!
(Morticia) there's not a moment I could wish
(Morticia) that would exclude my darling 'tish
Morticia!
Morticia (ah!)
Written by: Andrew Lippa
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out