Verse 1
Make a cup of coffee, put on free to air
Let yourself be swallowed up by your recliner chair
Take it, never leave it, pick up what they're putting down
Verse 2
A hundred pushups later, you're back from the gym
Sleep when you're dead ‘cause snoozers never win
Dress shoes in your backpack, you're gonna run into town
Chorus
I've got a bird's eye view of my neighbours in the morning
They don't do much but they never get boring
Got their minds made up, but I don't think so
I've got a front-row sеat and an open window
Verse 3
You've got eight or ninе kids, even you've lost count
He always finds his way back but he's drinking the accounts
It's a people mover breakfast, everyone get in the car
Verse 4
It was a big one last night, the cops shut it down
You were only playing music but it was pretty fucking loud
You think you got lucky, but you don't remember who they are
Chorus
I've got a bird's eye view of my neighbours in the morning
They don't do much but they never get boring
Got their minds made up, but I don't think so
I've got a front-row seat and an open window
Bridge
The gardener
The postman
The Mormons
The government
Taps on the front door
The neighbourhood parliament
The Salvation Army
The gas meter reading
Nothing alarming, but nothing I'm needing
Chorus
I've got a bird's eye view of my neighbours in the morning
They don't do much but they never get boring
Got their minds made up, but I don't think so
I've got a front-row seat and an open window
