simple life. Chorus. He lives in a house. A very big house in the country. Watching afternoon repeats. And the food he eats in the country. He takes all manner of pills. And piles up analyst bills in the
Stormin' through the party like my name was El Niсo. When I'm hangin' out drinkin' in the back of an El Camino. As a kid, was a skid and no one knew me by name. Trashed my own house party 'cuz
It's my house and I live here. It's my house and I live here There's a welcome mat at the door. And if you come on in, you're gonna get much more. There's my chair, I put it there. Everything you
It's my house and I live here. It's my house and I live here There's a welcome mat at the door. And if you come on in, you're gonna get much more. There's my chair, I put it there. Everything you
Song House Of Wax - Paul McCartney. Lightning hits the house of wax. Poets spill out on the street. To set alight the incomplete. Remainders of the future. Hidden in the yard. Hidden in the yard