Stand up, you sit down
'Cause 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 T.V.These things mean so much
But there's something here
That's not quite rightThere's something rotten in here
And the house is weird
And all the people that come
Will all concede, it's easy
It's easyYou see steps to this door
But they lead me upstairs
Though there's only one floor
See things, they're not clear
'Cause you're vision impaired
But the truth isn't thereThese things mean so much
But there's something here
That's not quite rightThere's something rotten in here
And the house is weird
And all the people that come along
Will all concede, it's easy
It's easyThere's something rotten in here
And the house is weird
And all the people that come along
Will all concede, it's easy
It's easyThere's something rotten in here
And the house is weird
And all the people that come along
Will all concede, it's easy
It's easyThere's something rotten in here
And the house is weird
And all the people that come along
Will all concede, it's easy
It's easy