Beatrice Boyle - The Empty Nest lyrics

Sounds echoing through the house Of slamming doors Heavy metal turned up to a fever pitch The whirring of the washing machine in perpetual motion Screams of outrage from Warring siblings The insistent ringing of the telephone Dogs barking Cats hissing Coorells chiming Pillows flying Baby's crying Oh Lord...WHEN WILL IT EVER STOP Lord, who giveth and taketh away The sound of silence ...is deafening today!