Hiding on the Staircase Songtext
von New Young Pony Club
Hiding on the Staircase Songtext
Its the sound - of revolution in the bedroom
but we know there′s nothing doing because
we're hiding on the staircase
Its the sound - of them standing in the
kitchen and she says yeah you′ve been bitching and
he says yeah you're a bitch and...
Its the sound - of your floating inhibition when
you're standing in the kitchen and you know
there′s something missing
Its the sound - of an emotional adventure
and she said it was forever and
he said it was forever - We say
Ee ee-e-e-ee. Ee ee-e-e-ee. Ee ee-e-e-ee.
Its the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah ha (x2)
Its the sound - of revolution in the bedroom
but we know there′s nothing doing because
we're hiding on the staircase
Its the sound - of them cursing their existence,
jungle drums beat in the bathroom,
separation′s in the distance
Its the sound - of contention round at
our place, causes they're shaking in the hallway,
and we know he′s packed a suitcase
Its the sound - of you scoping next to
me and as they tear themselves apart
you say its better than TV and I say...
Its the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah ha (x4)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah (x6)
but we know there′s nothing doing because
we're hiding on the staircase
Its the sound - of them standing in the
kitchen and she says yeah you′ve been bitching and
he says yeah you're a bitch and...
Its the sound - of your floating inhibition when
you're standing in the kitchen and you know
there′s something missing
Its the sound - of an emotional adventure
and she said it was forever and
he said it was forever - We say
Ee ee-e-e-ee. Ee ee-e-e-ee. Ee ee-e-e-ee.
Its the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah ha (x2)
Its the sound - of revolution in the bedroom
but we know there′s nothing doing because
we're hiding on the staircase
Its the sound - of them cursing their existence,
jungle drums beat in the bathroom,
separation′s in the distance
Its the sound - of contention round at
our place, causes they're shaking in the hallway,
and we know he′s packed a suitcase
Its the sound - of you scoping next to
me and as they tear themselves apart
you say its better than TV and I say...
Its the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah ha (x4)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah (x6)
Writer(s): Andrew John Spence, Tahita Rotardier Bulmer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com