Из альбома: Boys Night Out
I got high as a kite on Friday night
And listened in on all my neighbors' arguments,
They love to fight,
I love them for it
I go to sleep to the sound of slamming doors and expletives,
I wake up to the sound of breaking doors and crying kids
I can't get them evicted, because I've grown addicted
To laughing through my floors
If they move out, I can't live here anymore
This is (my home) a getaway from feeling oh, so desperate (oh,no)
It's all I've grown to know
This is (my home) a getaway from feeling oh, so desperate (oh,no)
It's all I've grown to know
Oh no
I swear to God, this winter's got it in for me
It's cold as hell
And Hamilton, apartment four is in deep freeze
And it's hard to tell if it'll thaw, or if the ice is here for good
It's killing me
The frozen air has wrapped me up and tied me down
It's time to leave
I'll make a promise
Heartfelt, and honest
That when I get back home
If it's still freezing,
I'll slit the winter's throat
This is (my home) a getaway from feeling oh, so desperate (oh,no)
It's all I've grown to know
This is (my home) a getaway from feeling oh, so desperate (oh,no)
It's all I've grown to know
Oh no
This is my home