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 sh** 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