Houdini Didn't Like the Spiritualists (feat. Shannon McNally)

He listened for his mother from
The other side of the grave
But the more that he listened
The less she had to say
He was broken-hearted when
She had departed for the other side
He visited mystics to find her
But the voices they channeled were just artistic lies

Houdini didn't like the Spiritualists
He couldn't believe there's any truth to this
That a loved one might return and speak to you
Even though ... he wanted it to be true

Ectoplasm gathered in the medium's
Nocturnal lairs
Heavy tables lifted up and floated
In their ghostly air
But no matter how miraculous or realistic
That they seemed
He traveled the world exposing
Their fraudulent schemes

Houdini didn't like the Spiritualists
He couldn't believe there's any truth to this
That a loved one might return and speak to you
Even though ... he wanted it to be true

So he told his wife
When he died
For her to visit
His graveside
One night each year
He gave her the date
Said if he was there
He'd communicate

She followed his directions
And every year could be found
Kneeled down on his grave
With her ear to the ground
She listened for his voice
But in the dark she cried
Because nothing was there
Except the silence of the night

Houdini didn't like the Spiritualists
He couldn't believe there's any truth to this
That a loved one might return and speak to you
Even though ... he wanted it to be true