Letra de Tenant

Squatting on doorsteps, following footsteps Nocturnal habits are surveyed with interest So we crawl into corners, ignore any callers And imagine our radiators clang for our neighbours When we crawl on all fours upon the cushioned floor Still they cling to the walls and knock on our doors And the tendency for tenants is tenacity The paint is cracked and the paper peels The plaster falls and a body reels (softly) Forty watt bulb swing from a light cloud On lawnmower groan, the carpet has grown But they have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls But they have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls And the tendency for tenants is secrecy