Funhose

I dance around this empty hose Tear us down Screaming all around and naw ew fall Pictures framing up the paste behing the glass This museum full of ash Once a tickle Now a rash Chorus: This used to be our funhose But now is't full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn id down down down I'm gonna burn it down Echoes knocking on locked doors All the laughter from before I'd rather live out on the street Than in this haunted memory I've called the maids Called the maids We'll try to exorcise this spice Drag my mattress to the yard Crumble, tumble hose of cards Chorus2: I'm crawling trough the doggy door My key don't fit,my lock no more I'll change the drapes I'll break the plates I'll find a new place Burn this fucker down Chorus2: