In the Walls (Dean's Got a Squirrel) Lyrics

Dean's got a squirrel in his basement

He says that he'd kill it, if only he could face it

A chickenshit hunter wishing to gather his wits about

And get the damn squirrel out

Katie's been dating the baker

But says that she's still holding out for a quaker

Her mother and father, they try not to bother their baby

But they want babies from Katie

All of the time it takes for us all to get older

All of the getting used to what lives in the walls

All of the weight we're hoisting up onto our shoulders

And all of the words we use justifying it all

I've got a key in my wallet

And a man off in Spain, should I wish to call him

It's so hard to come up with words you can say on the telephone

When you just want the arms that you used to know

All of the time it takes for us all to get older

All of the getting used to what lives in the walls

All of the weight we're hoisting up onto our shoulders

And all of the words we use justifying it all