Yeah it's pretty nice
The furniture's all new wrapped up in plastic and the
People here last
They must have smoked
There's cigarette burns in the front room carpet
And the house is facing the wrong damn way
I can't get any sun in the garden past 2 or 3 and the
Neighbours seem alright
But the walls are so thin
I can almost hear everything they say
He seems nice
Hasn't said a word than being polite
Haven't seen a girl or a wife
No friends passing through but
He's alright he's just fine
Words fall into deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
In the local town there's not much to dig
Well you got middle aged women doing the singing
Circuits in the bars in the evenings
To dirty old men who work all day
I'm gonna go out and buy me
A 1993 Ford station wagon
To set the tone for this depressing town
But don't you ever eat around here ma
They just talk about you when you put spoon to jaw
They say
He seems nice
Hasn't said a word than being polite
Haven't seen a girl or a wife
No friends passing through but he's alright
He's just fine
Words fall into deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
Still listening
Still living
Finding it cold down the middle
Leaving, leasing, plain lands, guilt plants
Harvest a hard time words end in the deep fat
In the deep fat
Words end in the deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
Words fall into deep fat
