Tear Down the Walls

I can’t talk, I got to go

Don’t call me back, I won’t get the door

Got to focus on the job

‘Cause I got a new job climbing the walls

I was grinding my teeth, I was wasting my youth

And using up my teeth

Now I’m done chewing my nails

Hanging my head, chasing my tail

It got so bad I quit my job

Then I got a new job climbing the walls

Too much junk, too much junk

Can we please clear out this house?

In the trunk, in the trunk

And then we’ll take it all to the dump

Then we won’t need the car

‘Cause we’ll stay where we are

And I’ll have all this room

I got tired of pacing the floor

Sick of it all, I’m done with the floor

Walked away ever since I got a new job climbing the walls

I was grinding my teeth, I was wasting my youth

And using up my teeth

Now I’m done chewing my nails

Hanging my head, chasing my tail

It got so bad I quit my job

Then I got a new job climbing the walls

The deep end, the deep end

People talk a lot, but they don’t know

They pretend, they pretend

They don’t really know how deep it goes

Now I misunderstood,

Thought the wall was just good

For staring blankly at

I got tired of pacing the floor

Sick of it all, I’m done with the floor

Walked away ever since I got a new job climbing the walls

Now I’m done chewing my nails

Hanging my head, chasing my tail

It got so bad I quit my job

Then I got a new job climbing the walls

Got a new job climbing the walls

Got a new job climbing the walls

They Might Be Giants, “Climbing the Walls,” The Else