Radiohead — Life In A Glasshouse lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Life In A Glasshouse" by Radiohead.
Lyrics
Once again
I’m in trouble with my old friend
She is papering the window panes
She is putting on a smile
Living in a glass house
Once again
packed like frozen food and battery hens
Think of all the starving millions
Don’t talk politics and don’t throw stones
Your royal highnesses
Well of course
I’d like to sit around and chat
Well of course
I’d like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course