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Artist: Kid British
Total songs: 1
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  1. Our House Is Dadless

Our House Is Dadless Lyrics - Singles - Kid British

Well my house is a mad house 

Well hardly sit down and watch T. V cause we got things to do 

And I got things to do 

Mum talks calmly for a while and then starts shouting 

Clean up the kitchen 

I always say I'll do it later 

Or yeah in a minute 

My house is a hot spot 

Everyday of the week someone will be in my house who don't live here 

The neighbours ain't got a problem with us 

Yeah music plays in my house constantly 

Constant noise but I wouldn't have it any other way I love my house 

Total chaos, yeah it's random 

Off key, different, no house is similar 

But for some reason it works 

My house is crazy you know 

 

Our house, in the middle of our street 

Our house in the middle of our... 

Our house, in the middle of our street 

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

 

You hold a better conversation 

When born in grimey locations 

And that's where you'll find my crib 

In the same area where the alkies live 

So I love my street 

You get bare joke when the alkies beef 

And though outside may reek 

Not in my crib no potpourri 

And we've just added new bricks 

So every other house in the street looks shit 

Compared to ours 

But it's hard to get a decent kip when out comes the stars 

Because of all the beef in my avenue 

Neighbours fight so police in my avenue 

So you might catch me in my living room 

Up late writing to beats if I'm in the mood 

Or if not I'll be on the Playstation 

Or better still msn conversations 

And everyone of our houses are Dadless 

So no wonder our houses are Madness 

 

Our house, in the middle of our street 

Our house in the middle of our... 

Our house, in the middle of our street 

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

 

Sunday morning my day off 

I can smell that bacon cooking 

And mum's downstairs doing that weekly washing 

Singing along she's got that motown rocking 

And I'm shouting out 'mum turn it down' 

Cos I'm tryna sleep right now 

Argh forget it I was getting up anyway 

Man I can't get a lie in any day 

So I'm downstairs arguing 

Mum chill out I won't have this in our house 

Ok, your house 

Then I had a little moan how the living room's freezing 

And then she starts screaming 

Mum I ain't being rude just turn up the heating 

She said 'move out if you ain't warm enough' 

Coincidently, suddenly I'm warming up 

 

Our house, in the middle of our street 

Our house in the middle of our... 

Our house, in the middle of our street 

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

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