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 Was it pleasure and pain, oh well I just don't want to know And there's 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 last thing to do Oh, maybe it could happen to you The turn of the screw! If they lead, 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 bed or borrow But one more thing to do And how we love to put it to you The turn of the screw! Here comes another You're empty, we're finished with you! On to the next one And the turn of the screw!