911 lyrics

There`s a riot in the kitchen and the bed`s on fire
There`s a locket in my pocket that I can`t find
Oh I`m at the window whistling in the wind
I`m at my own front door and I can`t get in

I`m dialing up 911
I`m on the brink of trouble again,
If you could change the time, a little,
Then everything would be
Fine, fine, fine

Tell me do you have a home-made remedy,
The only time we talk is in our sleep
Oh he likes mornings, I like the moon
It`s a typical case of too little, too soon

I`m dialing up 911
I`m on the brink of trouble again,
If you could change the time, a little,
Then everything would be
Fine, fine, fine

...My back is in the corner,
My boat is taking on water,
You can`t wrap fire up in paper
And you can`t rap your way out of here

Oh I like mornings, he likes the moon
It`s a typical case of too late, too soon

I`m dialing up 911...