The House Is a Mess Lyrics

Climbing over a fence

Walking through the city dense

Looking up at buildings

Ruins held together by slings

Sees a house

Door open wide

Strolls right up and steps inside

There are still framed photos on all the walls

Baskets of folded laundry down the hall

There are still cans of food in the cupboards

On a far table, there's a deck of playing cards

A family was sitting down for dinner

Kids were playing games choosing winners

Daddy was reading the latest paper

Mom was rearranging the house decor

Now and then, more or less

Oh, the house is a mess

Trying to pet a cat

Drawing eyes to a path that's high

Boy, it's near pretty looking down at the city

Spots a mall

Door open wide

Without delay, steps inside

There are still ads on posters in windows

Mannequins and busts putting on a show

There are still coins in a cash register

Dents in the boards where arcade machines were

A crowd was pushing and they were shoving

Guards chasing thieves all huffing and puffing

A teen girl was trying on a dress

A shop owner was building to impress

Now and then, more or less

Oh, the mall is a mess

Back out into the city

Strolling through the unkept park

On the unused railroad tracks

Through the roads as it gets dark

There are still a few parked cars in the street

A teddy bear in one of the backseats

There are still fishing poles by river coasts

And flyers of a lost dog on a post

Traffic was honking during rush hour

Gentlemen were bringing ladies flowers

Old folks were taking jogs down a sidewalk

A hobo was feeding bread to a flock

Now and then, more or less

Oh, the city's a mess