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