Outside the dogs are barking,
Everything in the kitchen is rotten,
and in the ceiling
there's a hole.
You work this shit job
to maintain this trash life.
Sometimes a nice thing happens,
but mostly it doesn't.
Even the flowers puke on the wall,
and I can't sleep at all.
All! I can't sleep at all.
All! I can't sleep at all.
From the ceiling landlords are falling
Like grey spiders crawling,
and in my head
there's a hole.
Landlords lay their eggs
and bide their time.
Call me an exterminator
to fumigate my mind.
When market value goes down
you know the building burns down.
Scraps of burnt brick and board
Turn to gold for the landlord.
Even the flowers puke on the wall,
and I can't sleep at all.
All! I can't sleep at all.
All! I can't sleep at all.
I either can't sleep at all,
or in every dream I fall.
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