Dialed up his homie Murs on the telephone
Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong
Brain freezing up, he don't know what to do
But the people that know him know that it ain't nothing new
Catch five rings, then an answering machine
Hang up on the beep, stare up towards the ceiling
Stood up to remember that he slept fully-dressed
So he grabbed his keys and put a hat on his rat's nest
Stepped up to that big outside
Somebody once said "Today's a good day to die."
But he never really was a big fan of they work
So he starts up the walk by kicking sand in the dirt
A friend to the strangers, a stranger to friends
He'll take a coffee and a pack of cigarettes when you have a minute
Handle it. Paid up. The change, you can keep it
He's a sucker for the morning smile and summer cleavage
If you knew him better he'd ask for some time
Cause he's looking for a reservoir to empty his mind
And there's only so much he can put in a song
Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong

And this house has gotta lotta walls
But only very few mean anything to you
And this house has gotta lotta walls
But only very few mean anything to you

No shock value to titillate
Far from shallow, so get it straight
Blacktop, sidewalk, and the street
Cause life is priceless and talk is cheap
And as he sits in his four-cornered room
Following a tune, born to consume
Carefully learning and analyzing the lyrics you use
Finally realizing that humility is a bruise
Scared love don't make none
If these walls could speak, they would peep about the fake ones
Watching this man, falling off of his plan
Underachievin' just so he can understand

[backmasked vocals]
"what's up baby, how you doin?
i hate the sound of my own voice
and i've been invited here
to distract myself from the fact
that i wrote all of this garbage"

And this house has gotta lotta walls
But only very few mean anything to you
And this house has gotta lotta walls
But only very few mean anything to you

So, who did your tattoos?
That's nice
And who built your taboos?
That's life
If he had a glass pipe, he would smash it and use it to slash his wrists
But someone already beat him to it
He would fingerpaint you a picture with his blood
A self-portrait, dramatic and morbid
But the odds of you finding any appreciation are too slim
Keeps his outlook grim
Tap his foot to the rhythm of original sin
Throw his balls to the wind trying to knock down these pins
He'll keep swinging from the hair above his chin
Till he finds his soul in the fifty cent bin
The price of the payphone escalates
Fake smile when he takes home one of his dates
He could write another hate-poem for you to break
Or maybe stay calm and wait for that big earthquake
Still surrounded by the fire and the water
Still trying to honor this empire's daughter
Still answering questions you're afraid to ask
Still believing that God's gonna save his ass

And this house has gotta lotta walls
But only very few mean anything to you
And this house has gotta lotta walls
But only very few mean anything to you

and if you knew him better he'd ask for some time
Cuz he's looking for a reservoir to empty his mind
And there's only so much he can put in a song
Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong

so anyway, the girl was like
"motherfucker you have a lotta walls
and you know, you don't like show people shit
don't mistake that, don't mistake that
you know, i just don't like many fuckers
i haven't met too many motherfuckers i like
you're one of them... i hope that's enough."


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    General CommentThis is my favourite Atmosphere song. Slug is such a good song writer and i feel like i can relate to this song. It is about a guy, who feels the need to be tough and doesnt show his feelings. great song, great lyrics
    poseur69on January 28, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI think this is one of the most hard-hitting songs I've ever heard. Slug is amazing.
    sixteenmistakeson September 03, 2010   Link
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    General CommentThis song is about a guy and he likes to be closed off from the rest of the world so he wont get hurt. I also think he is suicidal
    bernadette09on January 28, 2012   Link

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