Tenant Lyrics

Squatting on doorsteps, following footsteps Nocturnal habits are surveyed with interest
So we crawl into corners, ignore any callers And imagine our radiators clang for our neighbors
When we crawl on all fours, upon the cushioned floor Still they cling to the walls and knock on our doors
And the tendency for tenants is tenacity
The paint is cracked, and the paper peels The plaster falls and a body reels softly
Forty watt bulb swing from a light cloud On lawnmower groan, the carpet has grown
But they have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls They have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls
And the tendency for tenants is secrecy