Marilyn's Mansion - Lower Than Atlantis

I’m going where nobody knows

To a place far away from my worries and my woes

Escape for a day in the trees, I can play

In a house made of sticks, on a branch in the shade

Frisbees, kites galore

Cover the roof from summers before

Up high, near the sky

I can laugh, I can dance, if you fall, you will die

This is my treehouse, no girls allowed

I just hope to hell the wind don’t blow me down

This is a fort of sorts

I made it myself from odds and sods

Camouflaged by twigs and leaves

My secret den you cannot see

From up above you look like ants

While I eat sweets and make commands

This is my treehouse, no girls allowed

I just hope to hell the wind don’t blow me down

This is my treehouse, no girls allowed

I just hope to hell the wind don’t blow me down