HOUSE

My house has elephant man bones And every slice of bread under its roof has sprouted mold My house is built on someone's tomb And every ghost you see looks like it's seen a ghost It isn't much and it sure ain't home These walls may soon forget my face the minute that it's gone If only I was made of brick like you I'd move to somewhere quieter and love what I can't lose It's just stone on wood and wood on stone It isn't much and it sure ain't home, I know, I know It's just blood on sweat and sweat on blood And if I could, I'd set it up in smoke, in smoke My house has bars over the panes And you can guess my last few lovers From the hair that clogs the drain The silverfish have watched me change The spiders dance to broadcasts and gnats pick off my plate It isn't much but it could be worse The morning rain clouds wash away a night of hell on earth If only I was made of brick like you I'd move to somewhere quieter and love what I can't lose It's just stone on wood and wood on stone It isn't much and it sure ain't home, I know, I know It's just blood on sweat and sweat on blood And if I could, I'd set it up in smoke, in smoke It's just bone on flesh and flesh on bone It isn't much but it's all I know, I know, I know It's just blood on sweat and sweat on blood And if I could, I'd set it up in smoke, in smoke It isn't much and it sure ain't home These walls may soon forget my face the minute that it's gone If only I was made of brick like you I'd move to somewhere quieter and love who I can't lose