My new house You should see my house My new house You should see my new house
No rabbit hutch about it I bought it off the baptists I get the bills And I get miffed At the damn polyester fills The interior is a prison unconscious
My new house Keep away from my new house
Wash the drawers of pills It`s got window sills With lead centred in the middle of them
My new house Is no beatnik hang-out
That Halifax copter Sure dropped me a cropper
Sometimes I think I`ll ring Swine-Tax And go back to my flat
But my new house I do love the mad things about it
According to the postman It`s like the bleeding Bank of England
Creosote tar fence surrounds it Those razor blades eject when I press eject
My new house Could easily crack a mortal, it
The spare room is fine Though a little haunted By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13 Mr. Reagan hung himself at number 13 It`ll be great when it`s decorated My new house
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