The guy who lives upstairs
Is an actor so they say, or maybe worse
They say he changed his name
'cause someone with the same name made it first
His girlfriend come to stay
We hear her screams and think that they rehearse
So maybe it's a play
Or maybe someone's really getting hurt

Look round every home town
Every nice house - every fair deal
Every good job - every square meal
In every dream home
A nightmare

The girl who lives next door
Is a model so they say though I'm not sure
She never seems to work
Though clothes she wears suggest that she's not poor
She seems to be well known
With man friends always coming to her door
But they don't look her type
And she don't look the type to be a whore

Look round every home town
Every nice house - every fair deal
Every good job - every square meal
In every dream home
A nightmare