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Altered Lyrics : Madness
All altered lyrics by Zoe O'Brien zobrien@rocketmail.com

Our House (altered version)
(Our House)

This is a nicely realistic version of the song.

Father wears a grubby vest
Mother's trying to cook a mess
The kids are throwing things downstairs
Sister's smoking while asleep
Brother's court date's in a week
He won't hang around
Our house, is a menace to our street
Our house, is a menace to our ...

Our house it isn't proud
There's always fighting happening
Which draws up quite a crowd
Our mum is bloody loud
Her screaming carries down the road
At levels not allowed
Our house, is a menace to our street
Our house, is a menace to our ...
Everyone tells you that you've got to keep away from it

Father doesn't go to work
Mother has work nightshift
Then she drops the kids at school
Breakfast is a thing they miss
But eating sweets for meals is bliss
With tooth decay
Our house, is a menace to our street
Our house, is a menace to our ...

I remember way back then when Dad was drunk out on the lawn
Throwing bricks at cars and neighbours phoned 999
About the crime
And I remember how the cops came and simply took dad away
Then we'd all laughed and then we'd said good riddance, to bad rubbish

Our house, is a menace to our street
Our house, is a menace to our street
Our house, is a menace to our ...
Our house, was a giant rubbish heap
Our house, is a menace to our street
Our house, that was where we couldn't sleep
Our house, is a menace to our street..


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