My father´s house - text

In my fathers house everything is nice
In my fathers house everything is right
We play our part, we know it by heart
We play out part, we know it by heart

The pictures on the wall
Never look into your eyes
The pictures on the wall
Never look in the eyes
The children are polite
You never hear them cry
The children are polite
You never hear them cry

The wind and our kind
They work their time
They change your sheets
You don't have to say please
In my fathers house

Up in the chimney
Down in the cellar
Up in the chimney
Down in the cellar
Theres a terror and it hides
In my fathers house
You're in my fathers house
My fathers house
You're in my fathers house

Text přidala MortusVicier


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