(Whoa, whoa)
Uh

Ay, ayy
Yeah, yeah

Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes
You can't recognize my face
You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay
But you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me

If it hurts to breathe, open the window (yeah, ooh)
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (yeah, yeah, oh)
This is a happy house (yeah, a happy house)
We're happy here (we're happy here)
In a happy house
Oh, this is fun (fun, fun, fun)
Fun (fun, fun, fun)
Fun (fun, fun, fun) (this is fun)
Whoa (ooh)

(Whoa, whoa)

The music got you lost
Nights pass so much quicker than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place will burn you up (up, up)
Baby it's okay, them my niggas next door
And they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want
So don't blame it on me that you didn't call your home, oh
Just don't blame it on me, girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun

If it hurts to breathe, open the window (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (but you won't go, ohh)
This is a happy house
We're happy here
In a happy house
Oh this is (fun, fun, fun) (this is fun)
Fun (fun, fun, fun) (this is fun for me)
Fun (fun, fun, fun)
Whoa (whoa)

(Whoa, whoa)

Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out, uh
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 7

Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
Whatever, together
Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then watch us chase it
With a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers
She bad and her head bad
Escaping, her van is a Wonderland
And it's half-past six
Read skies 'cause time don't exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables, uh
We got some brand new tables
All glass and it's four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag
I get her wetter than a Wet Nap
And no closed doors
So I listen to her moans echo
"I heard he do drugs now"
You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute
We just never act a fool
That's just how we fuckin' live it
And when we act a fool
It's probably 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal
Ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal
He the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat
Like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah I'm talking 'bout you man, get to know me
Ain't no offense, though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
And we could turn this to a nightmare, Elm Street

La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables
(Ooh, ooh)
With the 707 out
La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) (ooh, ooh)
With the 707 out
La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) (ooh, ooh)
With the 707 out
La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables
With the 707 out

(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
The 707 out
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
707 out
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Whoa, ohh
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)


Lyrics submitted by Shardsofhope, edited by Mellow_Harsher

House of Balloons / Glass Table Girls Lyrics as written by Carlo Montagnese Abel Tesfaye

Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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  • +1
    Song Fact

    It's a cover from Siouxsie & the Banshees, "Happy House" and in some parts you can hear extracts from "He share our mother's health" from The Knife. Both groups with an interesting dark aesthetics.

    camila1015on February 04, 2017   Link
  • 0
    General Comment

    This is a happy house. ;(

    antihexeon June 26, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General Comment

    roll it up, burn it up, cough it up, taste it

    niacitaon July 21, 2011   Link
  • 0
    Lyric Correction

    Sounds like this to me:

    Been on another level Since you can't know my pain You look into my eyes You can't recognize my face You're mobbin' out You can't stay You can't stay But you belong to me You belong to me

    If it hurts to breathe open a window Hold your mind close to me But you can't go

    This is a happy house We're happy here in a happy house Oh, this is fun

    Musical to us Nights end so much quicker than the days did Same pose, you ain't ready for your day shift This place will get you up Baby, it's okay With my niggas it's not They be workin' in the trap so get on me if you want Just don't blame it on me that I didn't call your home Just don't blame it on me, girl Cuz we wanted to have fun

    If it hurts to breathe open a window Hold your mind close to me But you can't go

    This is a happy house We're happy here in a happy house Oh, this is fun

    donyonon September 09, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General Comment

    Love the way the beat and lyrics both turn druggy.

    bazackoon September 13, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General Comment

    Doesn't anyone hear he's actually saying "You're my girl now You can stay You can stay But you belong to me You belong to me"

    nothing anyone else has posted would make any sense.

    Coowon April 01, 2012   Link

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