Lyric Something s In The House

Memories lost in faded films of my life
And a friend that used to be something special to me
Red wine and good times if you don t feel at all
There is no point in going on tonight

Something s in the house something s on the stairs
War s in the air
The queer is out of order and me i m on the ground
But that s no place to be

Jack Burroughs says "what you doing"
"Oh me, I m going home"
"Oh what a shame"
Nothing has changed and nothing is new these days