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Our House

Chris Foreman, Cathal Smyth / Madness: The Rise and Fall (1982)

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					Father wears his Sunday	best,

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	Mother's tired she needs a rest, the	kids are playing up downstairs.

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	Sister's sighing in her	sleep,	Brother's got a date to keep; he	can't hang around.

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	Our house it has a	crowd, There's	always something happening, and it's	usually quite loud.

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	Our mum she's so house-	proud.	Nothing ever slows her down, and a	mess is not allowed.

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	Father gets up late for	work,	Mother has to iron his shirt,	then she sends the kids to school.

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	Sees them off with a small	kiss.	She's the one they're going to miss, in	lots of ways.

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	I remember way back then, when everything was true, and when,

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	We would have such a very good time;

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Such a	fine time, such a	happy time. And	I remember how we'd play,

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Simply waste the day away,	then we'd say; Nothing would come be-	tween us; two	dreamers.

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	Father wears his Sunday	best,	Mother's tired she needs a rest,

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the	kids are playing up downstairs.

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	Sister's sighing in her	sleep,	Brother's got a date to keep; he	can't hang around.