When the rain falls on the asphalt pavements
It floats in gutters of the street
Down the drainpipes underneath this house
We are as quiet as a mouse

After the broken arm things went slow
Since that day I took a little, took a little, took a little time
I went down into a bottomless hole
Took a shovel and dug a little, dug a little, dug a little mine

We are the creatures of the underworld
Beneath the surface of houses and streets, clay and concrete
Shoulder to shoulder we hide in this hole
Light a candle, we need a little, need a little, need a little flame

House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties

Through the kerbstones and concrete
Take a breath, we need a little, need a little, need a little air
Between cables and copper wire
The submarine goes up a little, up a little, up a little higher

House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties
When the thunder shakes the gutta-percha
The rain falls through the heaven hole
In the drainpipes underneath this house
We are as quiet as a mouse

After the broken arm things went slow
Since that day I took a little, took a little, I took a little time
Shoulder to shoulder we hide in this hole
Light a candle, we need a little, need a little, need a little flame

House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties
House of the sleeping beauties

I got out through an open door
If there's time I need a little, need a little, need a little more