Worriers - Back Yard Garden Lyrics

Maybe I'm saying this wrong,
It's not the concept, just the packaging.
I meant I wanted you hear, y'know,
Until the damp becomes a memory.
Do whatever you want with it,
This nation as a consolation prize.
Where burden and expectation flow,
We've got pressure from all sides.
But this backyard is not a garden
No matter what you think it means.
This house is not your home
You brought nothing to share with me.
Now your voice is all over everything.
Remind me we're the budget version
Of all that you thought it could me.
I'm learning all new meanings,
Like your version of loyalty.
Thought we'd skirt the stereotypes
But what's the German word for
You're always surprising?