They crowd at your front gate
But you can't let them in
They file up the driveway
And your bell is still ringing
So you take off your shoes
And you turn up the volume
While you're safe in your room
And she opens your wardrobe
Or ill blow your house down
Cause there's snow on the ground
I won't wait here forever
You should never say never
'Cause I sow what you reap
They huddle on your doorstep
As the clouds start to break
And they scratch at your windows
And they bang on your gate
And they walk on your doormat
And now and then the lights go out
'Cause they've stolen the fuse
And sometimes in the night
And they breathe down the line
Just to see if you're home
And the noise that they make
Drills holes in the night
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