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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 when I escape at last,
  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).