IN THE HOUSE
Stanford ML student, cheerleader, surfer, and a whole second life nobody on campus knows about
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- E minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.62
- vocal at
- 3.6s
- length
- 2:04
- language
- En
lyrics
(in the house) I made a whole speech about a fridge on Sunday Thirty-two years of laminated other people The dog, the second husband, a man from security And nowhere on that door a single photograph of me In the house (in the house) She said you're in the house That's why you're not up there, in the house In the house In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house The fridge is for the people who are not here In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house And I have been complaining about being present Her mother is on that fridge. Top left. Since ninety-four. I have looked at that photograph ten thousand times and never once worked out what a fridge is actually for. (DRUMS SLAM BACK) In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house The fridge is for the people who are not here In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house And I have been complaining about being present (in the house...)
