Our House Madness

[Intro]
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

[Chorus]
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street
(Something tells you that you've got to move away from it)
Our house, in the middle of our

[Verse 3]
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
She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways