**Verse 1** Well, the fridge is empty, not a bite to eat, Packed all the forks, now I’m lickin’ sweets. I’m sippin’ wine from a paper cup, While the stray cats move in-guess they’re shacked up. My bed’s a yoga mat, my pillow’s thin air, Tried to unpack, but who really cares? My back’s gone south, my mood’s gone west, This ‘new start’ gig’s a real endurance test. **Chorus** Oh, new place, new start, stray cats and cracks, “Charming,” they said-guess they meant the rats. Turnin’ this chaos into somethin’ fine, One box at a time, one bottle of wine. It’s a fresh page, but I’m no dreamer, Too bad movin’ day couldn’t be meaner. **Verse 2** My balcony’s tiny, but it’s got a view, Of my neighbor’s laundry and a pigeon or two. Wi-Fi’s a prayer, and the shower’s a drip, But hey, at least I’ve got this IKEA slip. The Allen wrench works when it feels like it, Flat-pack hell, oh, I’m lovin’ this skit. Every box is labeled, but here’s the trick- They’re all marked "Miscellaneous" in permanent Bic. **Chorus** Oh, new place, new start, it’s got its charm, Like cats on the roof and a shower that’s warm. I’ll wrangle this mess, make it feel like mine, With fairy lights, plants, and a touch of wine. It’s a fresh stage, but I’m no schemer, Too bad movin’ day couldn’t be meaner. **Bridge** But hey, I’ve got a street where the sun peeks in, If I dodge the mopeds and their reckless spins. The stray cats wink, like they own the joint, And I think to myself, "Yeah, they’ve got a point." **Final Chorus** Oh, new place, new start, bring it on home, With dreams in a mess and a heart full of roam. Here’s to the boxes, the cats, and the pain, We’ll laugh it off when we move again. Life’s a tango, and I’m the lead screamer, But for now, let’s hope this place gets cleaner.
**Verse 1**
Well, the fridge is empty, not a bite to eat,
Packed all the forks, now I’m lickin’ sweets.
I’m sippin’ wine from a paper cup,
While the stray cats move in-guess they’re shacked up.
My bed’s a yoga mat, my pillow’s thin air,
Tried to unpack, but who really cares?
My back’s gone south, my mood’s gone west,
This ‘new start’ gig’s a real endurance test.
**Chorus**
Oh, new place, new start, stray cats and cracks,
“Charming,” they said-guess they meant the rats.
Turnin’ this chaos into somethin’ fine,
One box at a time, one bottle of wine.
It’s a fresh page, but I’m no dreamer,
Too bad movin’ day couldn’t be meaner.
**Verse 2**
My balcony’s tiny, but it’s got a view,
Of my neighbor’s laundry and a pigeon or two.
Wi-Fi’s a prayer, and the shower’s a drip,
But hey, at least I’ve got this IKEA slip.
The Allen wrench works when it feels like it,
Flat-pack hell, oh, I’m lovin’ this skit.
Every box is labeled, but here’s the trick-
They’re all marked "Miscellaneous" in permanent Bic.
**Chorus**
Oh, new place, new start, it’s got its charm,
Like cats on the roof and a shower that’s warm.
I’ll wrangle this mess, make it feel like mine,
With fairy lights, plants, and a touch of wine.
It’s a fresh stage, but I’m no schemer,
Too bad movin’ day couldn’t be meaner.
**Bridge**
But hey, I’ve got a street where the sun peeks in,
If I dodge the mopeds and their reckless spins.
The stray cats wink, like they own the joint,
And I think to myself, "Yeah, they’ve got a point."
**Final Chorus**
Oh, new place, new start, bring it on home,
With dreams in a mess and a heart full of roam.
Here’s to the boxes, the cats, and the pain,
We’ll laugh it off when we move again.
Life’s a tango, and I’m the lead screamer,
But for now, let’s hope this place gets cleaner.
Stray cat finally finds its home?
looks like it :)