"The Hot Garden Stomp" lyrics - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS

The moon was unbearably high
Flowering plant that hung from the radiator pipe
Was dripping sweat from its rapidly fading petals
And to the humming world in which I was living
A crescendoing stepping sound came in
Heard you stepping over three weeks' worth of newspapers
Piled up outside the door

[Chorus 1:]
I hear you knocking
Come in
Turn on the radio
Turn up the volume

You sat down in the same place where you used to sit
It brought back a memory or two
I may not know much anymore, but I remember you
You were quiet for a while, and that was nice
Then you came along with your questions
Always questions
I don't have any answers to those particular questions

[Chorus 2:]
I hear you talking
Shut up!
Turn on the radio
Turn up the volume