Lemon Demon - The only house that's not on fire (yet) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I feel knotted up today
But in a most exquisite way
Like neckties or like macrame
Bowlines and Zeppelin bends
If you were a theremin
I wouldn't know where to begin
My hands would stay here on my chin
With a hum that never ends
This suit doesn't fit me
I made it myself counterfeitly
With buttons of blue
Killing me with deja vu
It's a gift for you
When I escape at last
When enough time has passed
But something keeps me as a pet
The only house that's not on fire yet
I made it when I was an architect
This is just a side effect
I feel strangely regular
But honestly I prefer it to
The usual bizarre
I'd shine a light through the busted window
And I'd learn to trust
In the updraft that you're on
The punchline is there is no punchline...
The punchline is there is no punchline...
The punchline is there is no punchline...
The punchline is that there is no punchline...
The punchline is there is no punchline...
The punchline is there is no punchline...
The punchline is there is no punchline...
The punchline is that there is no punchline...
Oh! I just thought of how to change all the hate
Into love with the old switcheroo
Dancing in my deja vu
You'll be dancing too
When I escape at last