Trouble in 421 - Incubus

Artist：incubus
Songs Title：trouble in 421
The evening began as a positive swaret
And my abode was 4-2-0 g
But little did I know that in the very next apartment
Thered be trouble on the brew for me
Ubiquitous I wish I could be
Because the clock cuts short my own day
One hundred things to do before I rest my sore ass
Upon the cushion that supports my array
Can this be
Trouble
So if I may slip you a tip
You'd best stay away from 4-2-1
Trouble
So get high the green way
So get by the green way yes
I knocked upon their door
In hopes of bidding them their welcome
And instead I was caught by an eye
His pupil was wide open
Kinda like a liquor barn at 3:00
It was indoubadoubly dose derived
It was then that they took me
And shined their light between my eyes
He said what are ya new
Why are you here whats the catch
Why not explain in clear why you're peakin around
I wish I couldve just kept to my own
My hospitality has been too well spent and I've paid my rent
I shouldve kept my thoughts on who mightve been inside
So that my mind could sit and delude my pride
I beg my common sense to keep my
Neighbor out away from my front door
Until I find a way
To hide myself from those in 4-2-1 one
One away from the good one