I left it in the letterbox,
the tabs all drip and nothing locks
and the water takes a while to heat and there is usually
nothing much to eat
The neighbours play Jack Johnson covers,
never heard of modern lovers
My housemates drank the golden bowl,
the house is cluttered,
cold and small
There should be champagne instead of gin,
but I don't care,
you're moving in
The piano's really out of tune,
I saw a mouse run through my room
But I bought a new toothbrush for you,
see mine is blue and yours is blue
The tulips on the table died,
but there's bicycles for you to ride
No microwave and no TV,
but there's lots of books and sometimes me
I'm putting all my * in boxes,
throwing out my life before
Backing up my tricks and hoaxes,
I don't need them anymore
And I hope you like it here,
yeah,
I hope you like it here
And I hope you like it here,
yeah,
I hope you like it here
I left it in the letterbox,
the taps all dripping
Nothing locks and I won't be there to let you in
But it's your house now and I have been all by myself
With all your letters,
I've been living alone I wish this place was so much better
But I don't care, you're coming home
And I hope you like it here,
yeah I hope you like it here
Oh,
I hope you like it here,
yeah I hope you like it