House On Fire

The wind blows right through my house cos it's so old The three long winter months can really get cold It was built by the local baker man In the good old days Thin walls that walks and talks to the night Rattling and whistling and telling lies When it's laughing it is shaking the ground Like the whole thing is gonna come down Got electricity and light and water running It's all working with me and my girl Some things needs fixing but nothing serious Got nowhere to park so we don't own a car So we never go that far If i had a lighter i would put the house on fire You'd see the flames for a hundred miles It would light up the good neighbourhood You could see it from the moon You could see it from the moon We could stand and watch the firemen Putting it out It's all working, firemen comes And puts it out so we still have a house For criminals we got, cops who get them cuffed Sometimes it can get rough For criminals we got, cops who get them cuffed Sometimes it can get rough