We're just a parasite
Oh we're just a parasite
Oh we're just a parasite
They say
We're staying outta sight
Oh we're staying outta sight
Oh we're staying outta sight
And the shades for us
We hardly edible
We are inedible
We are inedible
On your taste buds

We are the furniture
We are the pale and the soft
We're in and out of secure
We are the hope is not lost

The little or nothing
The little or nothing
The little or nothing
We get to say...
In the late of the evening
Late of the evening
Late of the evening
The grains had made way (for us)
Oh by early morning
By early morning
By early morning
We're here to stay...
We are the furniture
We are the pale and the soft
We're in and out of secure
We are the hope is not lost

This town doesn't sleep and neither do we
United we stand, We're tied at our stems
I'm high as the alps and I want my scalps honey...
United we stand, tired of our stems like oh oh oh oh oh

We are the furniture
We are the pale and the soft
We're in and out of secure
We are the hope is not hope is not hope is not lost!