Here ^DmiI'm walking up the stairs Light's ^Cblinking past the jungle years ^BLift is out of ^Corder once a^Dmigain The ^Dmicats are making way for me And ^CArarat my eyes to see ^BWhat is happening ^Cin this foreign ^Dmiland Ah, I can hear your stereo Your washing-machine rodeo Someone's spilling pin right in my head Ordinance and whispering The rumours and wondering I can hear it walking up the stairs Huh, huh Dogs are barking in the night And I can barely see the light When I try to find my way back home Disco, music and so sad Like know which run in my back And I'm climbing up the stairs alone That's all Walking ^Dmiup the stairs, ^Amidown the stairs ^DmiI get the ^Clittle mystery ^DmiOf the life, ^Amiof your wife ^BAnd all the ^Apeople ^Dmihere