歌詞
Elevator brings me to an empty room
Where the concierge serves wisdom from a silver spoon
I see the wallpaper, baby, watch it peel away
I see the bricklayers singing songs of history
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Factory floor dust that lines the maze
You paste the rhetoric you trust
It wilts away, away
Factory floor dust that lines the maze
Innocence or irony, the modern age
It's just a polygraph that's dancing on a vacant page
I see the wallpaper, baby, watch it peel away
I see the soothsayers staring through a crystal gaze
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Factory floor dust that lines the maze
You paste the rhetoric you trust
It wilts away, away
Factory floor dust that lines the maze
Spy in the house of love
You were a spy in the house of love
You were a spy in the house of love
You were a spy in the house of love
And if it fits you then you wear that glove
You were a spy in the house of love
And if it fits you then you wear that glove
You were a spy in the house of love
Written by: Samuel Hill
