My New House Lyrics - This Nation's Saving Grace - Fall

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 

The interior is a prison unconscious 

My new house 

You should see my house 

My new house 

Keep away from my new house 

Wash the drawers of pills 

It's got window sills 

With lead centered in the middle of them 

With lead centered in the middle of them 

My new house 

Is no beatnik hang-out 

My new house 

You should see my house 

That Halifax copter 

Sure dropped me a cropper 

That Halifax copter 

Sure dropped me a cropper 

My new house 

You should see my house 

My new house 

You should see my new house 

Sometimes I think I'll ring Swine-Tax 

And go back to my flat 

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 

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 

You should see my house 

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 

You should see my house 

My new house 

You should see my house