Once again, i'm trouble with my old friend she is papering the window panes she is putting on a smile living in a glass house
once again, packed like frozen food battery hens think of all the starving millions don't talk politics and don't throw stones your royal highnesses
well of course i'd like to sit around and chat well of course i'd like to stay and chew that fat well of course i'd like to sit around and chat but there's someone listening in
once again, we are hungry for a lynching that's strange mistake to make you should turn the other cheek livin g in a glass house
well of course i'd like to sit around and chat well of course i'd like to stay and chew that fat well of course i'd like to sit around and chat but there's someone listening in