Meg Mac - Brooklyn Apartment (It’s Louder Than the TV and the Radio) lyrics

Oh it’s someone’s birthday And someone’s praying for the day they find the one Mama’s home again But no one’s waiting by the door to help you get in Screaming baby, oh screaming baby I don’t want it I wish someone good could take it A home in you is nothing like a home in me And it’s louder than the TV and the radio No one’s moving in or out, I gotta go Cause a home in you is nothing like a home in me No one’s laughing Oh but this kid is trying so hard They’re home alone And the old man’s angry all the time about the yelling You’re dying Oh I’m hearing when you’re crying Why am I hurting? A home in you is nothing like a home in me A home in you is nothing like a home in me You’re coming to a home near you That you know so well Can you hear the people That you didn’t know so well And did you-u-u And did ya-a-a And did you-u-u And did ya-a-a And did you-u-u And did ya-a-a And did you-u-u And did ya-a-a And it’s louder than the TV and the radio No one’s moving in or out, I gotta go A home in you is nothing like a home in me A home in you is nothing like a home in me Well a home in you is nothing like a home in me