Dear Neighbours,

I've only lived here two weeks,
But you're starting to drive me insane.
You're both so bloody noisy,
I want to move home again.

You only own one CD,
With music ten years old.
If it's not that, you're stomping around,
You really need to be told.

The way you scrape your chairs along the floor,
The way you scream at each other when you're mad.
The way you let your kids run up and down the halls,
It's starting to make me quite sad.

But the worst part of it all,
The part that makes my new home suck.
Calm it, no one does it that often.
And you're loudest by far when you fuck!