Gotta Get Outta This House (Beetlejuice) - 2016 Cut Opening Number

Let's start at the start, this is my prison
That's where you poop and this is the kitchen

They're really close

Before pediatricians
Or even religion invented a soul you could save
I've been haunting this house
Since it was a cave

Look at these morons, totally clueless

Owo-oh-oh-oh, Owu-oh-uwu-oh-oh

Eat, sleep and screw is their entire to-do list

Owo-oh-oh-oh, Owu-oh-uwu-oh-oh

Stuck with these schmucks with nothing to do
Just watching these jack-offs scrape by
It's the same old story
Guess what? You've been boring
Way back since the dawning of timе
You don't know how to live
You are sucking at life
Evеr heard about fun?
You've just barely survived

All you do is complain
"It's too hot, it's too cold"
You get killed by some rain
Before you're twenty years old
You invented the wheel
And that's pretty much it
Yeah, but what's the big deal?
Wheels are boring as shit
Try inventing a gun, but stick it right in my mouth
Ugh! I gotta get outta this house

Much later I'd live with a tribe of Chippewa Indians
Yeah, I'm not gonna go there

Let's move things forward!
A few thousand years
Hey

Owo-oh-oh-oh, Owu-oh-uwu-oh-oh

The house has been built, it's a sweet pioneer place

Owo-oh-oh-oh, Owu-oh-uwu-oh-oh

Oh-wah! Was I cute?

We're pre-vaccination
So that's entertainin'
One cough and you're off to the grave
People whittle a stick or the shit in a pit
So nothing much has changed since the cave

You still don't know how to live
You're still wasting your lives
Have a couple of kids
Read a book, and then die
Kill someone with a rock
Dig around in the earth
Maybe dart a few socks
Maybe die giving birth
Beat a raccoon to death
Catch a fish and you're done
Twenty-five years to live, spinin' 'round the old sun
You are dumber than birds, at least they know to fly south
God! I gotta get outta this house

Year-on-year-on-year-on-year
They live, they die
And I'm right here
I scare them fine
But otherwise, I'm invisible

He's invisible

Shut up!

I stay unseen by living eyes
Unless they say my name three times
And it's not like I'm cynical
BUT IT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!

Centuries come, and centuries pass
And I'm just sat here, on my ass
But what would I do
What would I give
Not just to be seen
But to go out and live
Really live

Step to the present, and what have you got, huh?

Owo-oh-oh-oh, Owu-oh-uwu-oh-oh

The internet
And "I can't believe it's not butter"

Owo-oh-oh-oh, Owu-oh-uwu-oh-oh

That's it

This boring new couple
Pulled up in their 'mobile
This truck, just my luck
But they suck like the rest
Before they move in, and this whole thing begins
There's a couple of things I wanna get off my chest

You don't know what you've got
Nothing's ever enough
You're on FaceBook a lot
Like "here's my feelings and stuff"
You've never been more alone
And you won't ever stop
Maybe get off your phone now and then and lookup
If I ever got free I would play in the sun
Maybe climb up a tree, and then kill ev'ryone
These four walls have destroyed my brain
Will somebody please say my goddamn name?!

Well that's the dream to be seen
But if I wanna live I've gotta figure out how to get me a spouse
I gotta- God I wanna
But if I don't then I'm a goner
Yes I gotta-gotta-gotta-gotta
Gotta get out of this house!
I gotta get out of this house!

I gotta get out of this house