Somebody looking through my window,
Wants to come inside,
And ruin what remains of my mind,
But not my soul,
And treat me like a slave,
Like a spoiled child,
Except that I'm not,
I'm a man,
And I don't like bad jokes,
I know the world is a cruel place,
But this is madness,
And I'm in it,
Somebody's baby's on the doorstep and the bell is ringing,
Playing 'Dixie' backwards while the whole damn world goes to war,
I live and breathe among the poor among the ragged and the homeless,
I just forget what for,
People say we live like this because we want to,
It's okay to talk that way because it's not true,
Somebody hanging in the shadows,
Wants to tie me up and torture what remains of my heart,
But not my soul,
And treat me like a dog,
Like a black cat,
Except that I'm not,
I'm a man,
And I don't have nine lives,
I know the world is a cruel place,
But this is madness,
And I'm in it,
Somebody's baby's on the doorstep and the bell is ringing,
Playing 'Dixie' backwards while the whole damn world goes to war,
I live and breathe among the poor among the ragged and the homeless,
I just forget what for,
People say we live like this because we want to,
It's okay to talk that way because it's not true,
Well, well, well...love.
Madcamp dance music from the Netherlands that is alternately impish and mysterious, vocal clips and synth blips intermindling. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2023