a hundred lives are shoved inside guests
arrive to dump their mess obedient
host and visiting wife come outa
the bedroom straightening clothes
in this house that i call home
nobody knows the party rules
gotta get in but there's no room
in this house that i call home
beautiful walls are closing in
looking at you you're having
a nightmare stumble over tombstone
shoes but it's too soon
i finally look in your
sweet eyes and somebody
comes with a bottle of beer
after he leaves
i turn for a kiss and see
the lady next door she's naked in the street