Privacy
Peter Scherer, Arto Lindsay
[Verse 1]
Standing by the window looking out doors
Could be any port in any storm
Two shiny things getting very snug
You’ll never get that giraffe through that door
Sitting in a penthouse with no floor
Fire would like to say goodnight
I like the way you hold your horses
Can’t buy a tree house on a storm
[Chorus]
Your privacy, all around me
Your privacy is my poverty
Your privacy, all around me
Your privacy
[Verse 2]
Your Morse code mouth my piracy
All these strings all this confetti
Try to pretend you invented secrecy
Fish swallow fish tail first
[Chorus]
Your privacy, all around me
Your privacy
Your privacy, all around me
Your privacy
Your privacy, all around me
Your privacy
Your privacy, all around me
Your privacy