Trouble In 421 — текст песни (Incubus)

the evening began as a positive swaret
and my abode was 4 2 0 g
but little did i know that in the very next apartment
there`d be trouble on the brew for me
ubiquitous i wish i could be
because the clock cuts short my own day
one hundred things to do before i rest my sore ass
upon the cushion that supports my array
can this be
trouble
so if i mayslip you a tip
you`d best stay away from 4 2 1
trouble
so get high the green way
so get by the green way yes
i knocked upon their door
in hopes of bidding them their welcome
and instead i was caught by an eye
his pupil was wide open
kinda like a liquor barn at 3 00
it was indoubadoubly dose derived
it was then that they took me
and shined their light between my eyes
he saidwhat are ya new
why are you herewhat`s the catch
why not explain in clearwhy you`re peakin around
i wish i could`ve just kept to my own
my hospitality has been too well spent and i`ve paid my rent
i should`ve kept my thoughtson who might`ve been inside
so that my mind could sit and delude my pride
i beg my common sense to keep my
neighbor out away from my front door
until i find a way
to hide myself from those in 4 2 1 one
one away from the good one