Lyrics
It was handsome at the auction
Oh, but when we got it home
It grew up 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 (And after all that training)
It was something we could no longer contain (We could no longer contain)
It's boring (Boring)
I'm embarrassed (Embarassed of this)
I don't endorse that (Slammed in my face)
I didn't want this
This house, it has its politics
Over there, that's my room
And that's my sister
And that's my sister (And that's my sister)
Was something we could no longer contain (We could no longer contain)
It's boring (It's boring)
I'm embarrassed (Embarrased of this)
I don't endorse that (Slammed in my face)
I didn't want this (Boring)
It's horrific (Boring)
I'm embarrassed (Embarrassed of this)
I didn't want that (Slammed in my face)
I didn't want this
It's like we burned our boots
With no contingency plan
