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?