You know who built this house and You know who will tear it down. It broke the backs of the trees in the forest. It brought the rats to their knees in the city. You thought you were safe, You thought you were strong. A kiss and a cough, Now everyone's gone. The anchor's away And the co-host's in crisis. The mice they will play While the loin's in stasis. Everyone prays that the facts are to blame. When the T.V. goes off, The make-up remains. Tinnitus sets in. The night is so young But we're waiting for him. The witness is singing But we won't let her win. This suit fits much too tight, Still I'll wear it on my wedding night. I'm in over my head in a shallow waterbed.