The Curtains Are Twitchin'

The curtains are twitchin, this house is getting bored

The newborn is itchin to have a go at the cord

The curtains are twitchin by grubby little paws

that darken the stitching for a good gawk

The curtains are twitchin, and we can't help but look

feed our bitchin at who gave and who took

The curtains are twitchin on these windows of the soul

Some call it blinking

eyes open, eyes closed

All these gestures, like flowers

feed ties and affections, like ours

my love, like ours

The curtains are twitchin, an involuntary tick

a nosey affliction, afraid of what you might miss

The curtains are twitchin at Mrs.Carey's limp

a minor operation, or was she beaten by her pimp?

The curtains are twitchin at all who pout and preen

The director is screaming for less drama and more queen

The curtains are twitchin, please don't pick me last

give me a star on my forehead, make me top of the class

All these gestures, like flowers

feed ties and affections, like ours

my love, like ours