There's an old child's swing set on the lawn And an ivied wall lured by the years A neckerchiefed spaniel patrols the swamp And drinks from the garden of our tears 



There are many rooms and many floows A billion up and a billion down I'm not sure God knows we're here Most nights it keeps to itself 



There's a widow's wing and an unloved wing On the unwanted floor towards the rear I've tried to memorise their names But no sooner one dies than another appears 



There were bible verses all down the halls But they soon got replaced with explcit cartoons There are lipstick marks on all our collars Amd the sign on the gate reads 'Come Back Soon' 



We all do our best to keep it clean But some guy's minds are like a sieve Sometimes It's a little hard to sleep at night In the house where we all live 



Now when I walk the grounds at dawn I hear the sounds of far off bells I lay my feet out in the reeds And dream of being somewhere else 



So boy, next time you are in town Just ring the bell and I'll let you in I don't think you're going to need directions - Just ask for the house where we all live