Artist: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Lyrics

Artist: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young He can't hang around Lyrics Song: Our House Lyrics Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... I'll light the fire Our house it has a crowd You put the flowers in the vase There's always something happening That you bought today And it's usually quite loud Our mum she's so house-proud Staring at the fire For hours and hours Nothing ever slows her down While I listen to you And a mess is not allowed Play your love songs Our house, in the middle of our street All night long for me Our house, in the middle of our ... Only for me Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Come to me now Something tells you that you've got to get And rest your head for just five minutes Everything is good away from it Such a cosy room Father gets up late for work The windows are illuminated Mother has to iron his shirt By the sunshine through them Then she sends the kids to school Fiery gems for you Sees them off with a small kiss Only for you She's the one they're going to miss In lots of ways Our house is a very, very fine house Our house, in the middle of our street With two cats in the yard Life used to be so hard Our house, in the middle of our ... Now everything is easy I remember way back then when everything 'Cause of you was true and when And our la,la,la, la,la, la, la, la, la, la, We would have such a very good time such la..... a fine time Such a happy time Our house is a very, very fine house And I remember how we'd play simply With two cats in the yard Life used to be so hard waste the day away Now everything is easy Then we'd say nothing would come 'Cause of you between us two dreamers And Our Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest I'll light the fire The kids are playing up downstairs And you place the flowers in the jar Sister's sighing in her sleep That you bought today Brother's got a date to keep Our House by Madness He can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Father wears his Sunday best Our house, in the middle of our street Mother's tired she needs a rest Our house, in the middle of our street The kids are playing up downstairs Our house, in the middle of our ... Sister's sighing in her sleep Our house, was our castle and our keep Brother's got a date to 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