Album: Eight Arms Made This
On the cover and the centerfold
In this month's issue of Mrs. Modern Home,
They can't wait for guests to arrive
I've seen her inside shining snives
He's out back; he's tending to the lawn
Talk talk talk
What they say
I've got got got
To get away
Wait wait wait
I'm patient baby
You're late late late
My patient lady
Homes in hills are chic and glamorous
But this one's not; it's drunk and adulterous
Tonight these hills are filled as we sing in unison
Let us in, let us in
The children need their medicine
Brick by brick this house was built on sinking soil