I don't trust my neighbours
I'm scared of telephone calls
You never know who is on the other side of the line
You never know the information it contains
I hear noises in the distance
Strange noises
There are creatures living beneath my stairs

I don't know my head from a hole
my head from a hole
my head from a hole
I don't know my head from a hole
my head from a hole
my head from a hole
I don't know my head from a hole
my head from a hole
my head from a hole
I don't know my head from a hole
my head from a hole
my head from a hole
IN THE GROUND

I only trust coffee and cigarettes
Black coffee
I'm living on my nerves
I'm scared
I'm hiding beneath the couch
I don't feel safe
I'm scared


(c) Kiss My Jazz
Words by Rudy Trouvé