Polystyrene walls
In the corner of the roof
In the corner of the attic
That we found at my best friends house
They just got the keys
From the real estate
So we set about finding secrets
That were hidden in the old man's house
Found his zip lock bags
Little green zip lock bags
But we didn't tell our folks
But they found out
So they broke it down
So they broke it down
They smelt incense
So they prayed over the drum kit
Flakey paint at the back of the TV
Blue light is flashing
Turn it down low
Stayin' up all night
Watching action films
That we saw and we stole
From the back seat of his old man's car
Saw a naked shower
Through the ceiling fan
After that I fell in love with your close family friend
We got splinters
Every time we went in
And the winter felt so cold
But it felt like home
Where you gotta run?
I've been tryin' so hard to stay put
Flakey paint at the back of the TV
Blue light is flashing
Turn it down low
I pretend to watch
As my little fingers
Wander along the floor
Under the doona
I was 9, he was 7
When I thought was all grown up
And I kissed his sister's mouth
But they sat us down
And they made a sound
When my little sister found out
And told our folks!
Where you gotta run?
I've been trying so hard to stay put
In the attic, where they can see us
In the attic, where they can see us
Where you gotta run?
You'll be a vagabond for your whole life
Where you gotta run?
And when you get where your going-
A blade of gra** like a knife-
And you'll be asking yourself-
Where's my family and wife?