A hundred lives are shoved inside guests Arrive to dump their mess obedient Host and visiting wife come outa The bedroom straightening clothes In this house that i call home Nobody knows the party rules Gotta get in but there's no room In this house that i call home Beautiful walls are closing in Looking at you you're having A nightmare stumble over tombstone Shoes but it's too soon I finally look in your Sweet eyes and somebody Comes with a bottle of beer After he leaves I turn for a kiss and see The lady next door she's naked in the street