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Madness – Our House – 1982

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    Father wears his Sunday best
    Mother’s tired, she needs a rest
    The kids are playing up downstairs
    Sister’s sighing in her sleep (ah)
    Brother’s got a date to keep, he can’t hang around

    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our

    Our house, it has a crowd
    There’s always something happening
    And it’s usually quite loud
    Our mum she’s so house-proud
    Nothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowed

    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our
    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our (something tells you that you’ve got to move away from it)

    Father gets up late for work
    Mother has to iron his shirt
    Then she sends the kids to school
    Sees them off with a small kiss (ah)
    She’s the one they’re going to miss in lots of ways

    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our

    I remember way back then when everything was true and when
    We would have such a very good time, such a fine time
    Such a happy time
    And I remember how we’d play, simply waste the day away
    Then we’d say nothing would come between us
    Two dreamers

    Father wears his Sunday best
    Mother’s tired, she needs a rest
    The kids are playing up downstairs
    Sister’s sighing in her sleep
    Brother’s got a date to keep, he can’t hang around

    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our

    Our house, was our castle and our keep
    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, that was where we used to sleep
    Our house, in the middle of our street
    Our house, in the middle of our street, our house

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