Everybody's Coming to My House - David Byrne

I wish I was a camera

I wish I was a postcard

I welcome you to my house

You didn’t have to go far

A house and a garden

There are, there’s plants and trees

Make a, a closer inspection

If you get, get down on your knees

Now everybody’s coming to my house

And I’m never gonna be alone

And everybody’s coming to my house

And they’re never gonna go back home

I’m pointing and describing

And I can be your guide

The skin is just a roadmap

The view is very nice

Imagine looking at a picture

Imagine driving in a car

Imagine rolling down the window

Imagine opening the door

Everybody’s coming to my house

Everybody’s coming to my house

I’m never gonna be alone

And they’re never gonna go back home

We’re only tourists in this life

Only tourists but the view is nice

And we’re never gonna go back home

No we’re never gonna go back home (all right)

We’re only tourists in this life

Only tourists but the view is nice

Now everybody’s coming to my house

And I’m never gonna be alone

And everybody’s coming to my house

And they’re never gonna go back home

Everybody’s coming to my house

Everybody’s coming to my house

I’m never gonna be alone

And I’m never gonna go back home