Outhouse - The Hobos

Let’s try it different ways, different days

We might work it out

Whatever it takes, money is no object

This is what it is and squeeze and scream and shout

Put up with a little bit of logic

You wake me up kill my dreams

And then you fall asleep again

You scratch my back, bring me shit

Take me out and love me a bit

Ain’t it time to fix one?

Get out of my house!

Hear the voice that never tires

Get out of my house!

Get to analyse all your life, who’s havin' fun?

Don’t get me wrong, something’s been itching

Keep on crawling alone, dumped and stoned under the sun

You’re not upset, you’re just bitchin'

Won’t you come again when I’m not that wasted?

Like in an hour later

Get out of my house!

Hear the voice that never tires

Get out of my house!

Keep on crawling along, dumped and stoned under the sun

Who’s havin' fun under the sun?