appliances have gone berserk
i cannot keep up
treading on people's toes
snot-nosed little punk
and i can't face the evening straight
and you can't offer me escape
houses move and houses speak
if you take me there you'll get relief
and if i'm gonna talk
i just wanna talk
please don't interrupt
just sit back and listen
it's too much
too bright
too powerful
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