Lyrics Siouxsie And The Banshees – Tenant

Squatting on doorsteps — following footsteps
Nocturnal habits are surveyed with interest
So we crawl into corners — ignore any callers
And imagine our radiators clang for our neighbours

When we crawl on all fours — upon the cushioned floor
Still they cling to the walls and knock on our doors
And the tendency for tenants is tenacity

The paint is cracked — and the paper peels
The plaster falls and a body reels… softly

Forty watt bulb swing from a light cloud
On lawnmower groan, the carpet has grown
But they have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls
And the tendency for tenants is secrecy… ssssssh