| [00:09] |
TV sets on fire, |
| [00:13] |
I sit and watch the flames, |
| [00:16] |
As the laugh tracks come tickle, |
| [00:19] |
Our hairs. |
| [00:24] |
There's car parks in the yard, |
| [00:27] |
Let's hang them from the rafters, |
| [00:31] |
And call it our junkyard chandelier. |
| [00:39] |
We may not have much, |
| [00:41] |
But it's enough to keep us living, |
| [00:46] |
The lawns out of luck, |
| [00:49] |
'cause it's never going to grow. |
| [00:53] |
The sink's full of dust, |
| [00:56] |
There's water in the celling, |
| [01:00] |
But it's all that I've ever known. |
| [01:07] |
The branches hit the ground, |
| [01:11] |
As the winds attempt to whistle, |
| [01:15] |
I'm not going out there, no way. |
| [01:22] |
As Nature does her rounds, |
| [01:25] |
It's like we're in a snow-globe, |
| [01:30] |
One shake, is all it takes, |
| [01:32] |
To ruin things. |
| [01:37] |
We may not have much, |
| [01:40] |
But it's enough to keep us living, |
| [01:44] |
The lawns out of luck - |
| [01:47] |
it's never going to grow. |
| [01:51] |
The sink is full of dust, |
| [01:54] |
There's water in the celling, |
| [01:58] |
But it's all that I've ever known. |
| [02:30] |
The floors creek and moan, |
| [02:33] |
The shower is just a trickle, |
| [02:37] |
The lightbulbs have all just flickered out, |
| [02:44] |
The kitchen is still a mess, |
| [02:48] |
The window never closes, |
| [02:52] |
But we've got it all figured out. |
