1. 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

R: Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, in the middle of our...

2. Our house it has a crowd, there's always something happening and

it's usually quite loud

Our mum she's so house-proud, nothing ever slows her down and a

mess is not allowed

R: Our house... (2x)

Something tells you that you've got to get away from it

3. 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

R: Our house...

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

1.

R: Our house... (2x)

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