Lyrics Hiding On The Staircase - New Young Pony Club

Hiding On The Staircase

It’s the sound
Of revolution in the bedroom
But we know there’s nothing doing
Because we’re hiding on the staircase
It’s the sound
Of them standing in the kitchen
And she says, «yeah, you’ve been bitching»
And he says, «yeah, you’re a bitch,» and
It’s the sound
Of your floating inhibition when
You’re standing in the kitchen and you know
There’s something missing
It’s the sound
Of an emotional adventure
And she said it was forever and
He said it was forever
We say
Ee ee-e-e-ee
Ee ee-e-e-ee
Ee ee-e-e-ee
It’s the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha
It’s the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha
It’s the sound
Of revolution in the bedroom
But we know there’s nothing doing
Because we’re hiding on the staircase
It’s the sound
Of them cursing their existence
Jungle drums beat in the bathroom
Separation’s in the distance
It’s the sound
Of contention round at our place
'Cause they’re shaking in the hallway
And we know he’s packed a suitcase
It’s the sound
Of you scoping next to me
And as they tear themselves apart
You say it’s better than TV and I say
Ee ee-e-e-ee
Ee ee-e-e-ee
Ee ee-e-e-ee
It’s the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha
It’s the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha
It’s the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha
It’s the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
(Confusianity, confusianity, ah-ha)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah