Paper Planes Lyrics - Who Killed Harry Houdini? - I'm From Barcelona

Surrounded by strangers 

Their sounds and their changes 

There's a big old man 

In his underpants 

He plays the clarinet every night 

And trying hard to figure it out 

In the flat above 

They are making love 

I guess they'll have a beautiful son 

Practicing as much as they've done 

Paper planes 

Folding paper planes 

Throwing paper planes 

To clear my head 

In the flat below 

There's the Cosby show 

And Theodor is screaming at Bill 

Claire is mad and Ruby is ill 

There's a cat out there 

Running everywhere 

Chasing all the girls in the park 

I wish that I could see in the dark 

Paper planes 

Folding paper planes 

Throwing paper planes 

To clear my head 

Paper planes 

Folding paper planes 

Throwing paper planes 

And go to bed 

I'm surrounded by strangers 

Their sounds and their changes 

I'm surrounded by strangers 

Their sounds and their changes