[Verse 1]
It was handsome at the auction
Oh but when we got it home
It grew up into something we could
No longer contain
Where's our pigeon camera
By now he could be anywhere
And after all that training
And after all that training
With something we could no longer contain
[Chorus]
It's boring, I'm embarra**ed
I don't endorse that, I didn't want this
[Verse 2]
This house it has it politics;
Over there that's my room
And that's my sister's
And that's my sister
With something we could no longer contain
[Chorus x2]
[Bridge]
It's like we burned our boots with no
Contingency plan