Miso's Support Crew

[Verse 1] At four a.m. the headline act arrives upon my chest, Demanding full production and a carefully plated breakfast. The bedroom door is backstage; my refusal makes the news, They scream a sold-out encore from the basket of my shoes. I bought a costly climbing tree, a kingdom in the sky, They chose the little cardboard box and charged us rent to pass by. [Chorus] My house, their world tour, Every countertop a stage, Throw your paws up for the superstar, The icon of this age. I pay the bills, they own the building, I'm the driver, they're the show, My house, their world tour, Everybody bow to Miso. [Verse 2] A glass beside the laptop means a stunt is being planned, They hold my eye a moment, then dismiss it with one paw. The hoover is a rival band they won't appear beside, The hallway is a runway and my jacket is their ride. They've cancelled every meeting by appearing on my keys, Then sleep through all the praise like it is making them fatigued. [Bridge] But when the house goes quiet and the night has been too long, They settle on the sofa where they know that I belong. One small head beneath my palm, the smallest rumbling tune, No stage can hold the love you bring into this quiet room. [Chorus] My house, their world tour, Every countertop a stage, Throw your paws up for the superstar, The icon of this age. I pay the bills, they own the building, I'm the driver, they're the show, My house, their world tour, Everybody bow to Miso.