We keep the porch light burnin'
We keep the guard dog maimed
No, don't ring the doorbell,
From empty rooms, pale faces
Oh, watching the world outside
As you drift upon the shifting of the tide
Well, we built our place in the city
Standing on our own two feet
We've got a good thing going
We've got everything we need
No, don't ring the doorbell,
And tell me who's waiting for you
Or tell me who you left behind
As you move across the water
Just drifting with the shifting of the
So we'll call the family down,
We'll celebrate this Eden we have made
Then we'll take our places
We'll eat until we're sick
and then we'll throw the rest away
Cause we've got a place in the city
Two dogs and a picket fence
Or someday we might need somebody
To mow the lawn but till then
No, don't ring the doorbell
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