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
our house it has a crowd
there’s always something happening and it’s usually quite loud
our mum she’s so houseproud
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
something tells you that you’ve got to move away from it
our house in the middle of our
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
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
Artist: Madness
Year: 1983
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 156