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(Created page with "'''The Only House That's Not on Fire (Yet)''' is the 13th track and 7th non-transition track on View-Monster. Its lyrics are vague and up to interpretation. == Lyrics == I feel knotted up today, But in a most exquisite way Like neckties or like macramé, Bowlines and zeppelin bends. If you were a theremin, I wouldn’t know where to begin; My hands would stay here on my chin With a hum that never ends. This suit doesn’t fit me, I made it myself, counter...") |
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My hands would stay here on my chin | My hands would stay here on my chin | ||
With a hum that never ends. | With a hum that never ends. | ||
This suit doesn’t fit me, | This suit doesn’t fit me, | ||
I made it myself, counterfeitly, | I made it myself, counterfeitly, | ||
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Killing me with déjà vu. | Killing me with déjà vu. | ||
It’s a gift for you. | It’s a gift for you. | ||
When I escape at last, | When I escape at last, | ||
When enough time has passed. | When enough time has passed. | ||
But something keeps me as a pet: | But something keeps me as a pet: | ||
The only house that’s not on fire yet. | The only house that’s not on fire yet. | ||
I made it when I was an architect. | I made it when I was an architect. | ||
This is just the side effect. | This is just the side effect. | ||
I feel strangely regular, | I feel strangely regular, | ||
But honestly, I prefer it to | But honestly, I prefer it to | ||
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And I’d learn to trust | And I’d learn to trust | ||
In the updraft that you’re on. | In the updraft that you’re on. | ||
Click! Click! Auto-focus! | Click! Click! Auto-focus! | ||
The film’s in the can like hocus-pocus. | The film’s in the can like hocus-pocus. | ||
A picture of you | A picture of you | ||
Killing me with déjà vu. | Killing me with déjà vu. | ||
Don’t know what I’ll do | Don’t know what I’ll do | ||
When I escape at last, | |||
When the end of time has passed. | When the end of time has passed. | ||
But something keeps me as a pet: | But something keeps me as a pet: | ||
The only house that’s not on fire yet. | The only house that’s not on fire yet. | ||
I made it when I was an architect. | I made it when I was an architect. | ||
This is just the side effect. | This is just the side effect. | ||
The punch line is: there is no punch line. | The punch line is: there is no punch line. | ||
The punch line is: there is no punch line. | The punch line is: there is no punch line. | ||
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The punch line is: there is no punch line. | The punch line is: there is no punch line. | ||
The punch line is: there is no punch line. | The punch line is: there is no punch line. | ||
Oh! I just thought of how to change all the hate | Oh! I just thought of how to change all the hate | ||
Into love with the old switcheroo | Into love with the old switcheroo | ||
Dancing in my déjà vu. | Dancing in my déjà vu. | ||
You’ll be dancing, too. | You’ll be dancing, too. | ||
When I escape at last, | When I escape at last, | ||
When the future is the past. | When the future is the past. | ||
But something keeps me as a pet: | But something keeps me as a pet: | ||
The only house that’s not on fire yet. | The only house that’s not on fire yet. | ||
The only house that’s not on fire yet. | The only house that’s not on fire yet. | ||
The only house that’s not on fire yet. | The only house that’s not on fire yet. | ||
The only house that’s not on fire (yet). | The only house that’s not on fire (yet). |
Revision as of 03:51, 2 August 2023
The Only House That's Not on Fire (Yet) is the 13th track and 7th non-transition track on View-Monster. Its lyrics are vague and up to interpretation.
Lyrics
I feel knotted up today, But in a most exquisite way Like neckties or like macramé, Bowlines and zeppelin bends. If you were a theremin, I wouldn’t know where to begin; My hands would stay here on my chin With a hum that never ends. This suit doesn’t fit me, I made it myself, counterfeitly, With buttons of blue Killing me with déjà vu. It’s a gift for you. When I escape at last, When enough time has passed. But something keeps me as a pet: The only house that’s not on fire yet. I made it when I was an architect. This is just the side effect. I feel strangely regular, But honestly, I prefer it to The usual bizarre. Damn that oxymoron. If you were a piece of dust, I’d shine a light through the busted window And I’d learn to trust In the updraft that you’re on. Click! Click! Auto-focus! The film’s in the can like hocus-pocus. A picture of you Killing me with déjà vu. Don’t know what I’ll do When I escape at last, When the end of time has passed. But something keeps me as a pet: The only house that’s not on fire yet. I made it when I was an architect. This is just the side effect. The punch line is: there is no punch line. The punch line is: there is no punch line. The punch line is: there is no punch line. The punch line is that there is no punch line. The punch line is: there is no punch line. The punch line is that there is no punch line. The punch line is: there is no punch line. The punch line is: there is no punch line. Oh! I just thought of how to change all the hate Into love with the old switcheroo Dancing in my déjà vu. You’ll be dancing, too. When I escape at last, When the future is the past. But something keeps me as a pet: The only house that’s not on fire yet. The only house that’s not on fire yet. The only house that’s not on fire yet. The only house that’s not on fire (yet).