Lyrics:

It was handsome at the auction,

oh but when we got it home,

it grew into something we could

no longer contain

Where's our pigeon camera,

by now he could be anywhere

and after all that training.

And after all that training,

something we could no longer contain.

It's boring, I'm embarrassed,

I don't endorse that, I didn't want this



This house it has it politics;

over there that's my room

and that's my sister's.

And that's my sister,

something we could no longer contain

It's boring, I'm embarrassed,

I don't endorse that; I didn't want this,

it's horrific, I'm embarrassed,

I didn't want that, I didn't want this

It's like we burned our boots with no

contingency plan