stand up, you sit down
 cos your ceiling's too low, there's no chairs on the ground
 see you, you see me
 and my views are obscured by your giant tv
 
 these things mean so much
 but there's something here not quite right
 
 there's something rotten in here
 and the house is weird
 and all the people that com
 will all concede, it's easy
 it's easy
 
 you see steps to this door
 but they lead me upstairs, though there's only one door
 see things, they are not clear
 cos your are vision impaired, but the truth isn't here