Another face at the window 

To take me away from you 

To a place that I just won't go 



It's always hard to remember 

What of pleasure and pain, oh well 

I just don't want to know 



And their service with a smile 

Don't need to see your money 

But one more thing to do 

And we're just about to do it to you 



The turn of the screw! 



He was born to be angry 

A fire that just burned cold 

And you knew you should keep away 



Then on a night in a city 

It happened and lost control 

So it's on to his last today 



They'll dress him up in style 

To walk the final mile to somewhere 

And one just thing to do 

Oh, maybe it could happen to you 



The turn of the screw! 



If they leave, we will follow 

And they're leading to you 



We measure in time 

And then we end 

The mountains we climb 

Are just pretend 



You'll be rich, you'll be golden 

Just sign on the dotted line 

No need to read the rules 



And we might let you know 

If there's a way to back your bible 

But one more thing to do 

And how we love to pull it to you 



The turn of the screw! 



Here comes another 

You're at the end, we'll finish with you! 

On to the next one 

And the turn of the screw!