There may be some things about me

Things you don't want to hear

For the rumours that precede me

May be very true I fear



They tell you I will deceive you

I don't know how to care

Though my intentions might be good

There's another darker look beware



When you walk through the door

Hang on to your senses

At best you must assume

It's a house of many rooms



Some rooms are filled with pleasure

Laughter and love and light

All the things you never see

I keep under lock and key at night



When you walk through the door

Hang on to your senses

At best you must assume

It's a house of many rooms



If you love me in the light

Love me in the shadow

I'm afraid you must assume

It's a house of many rooms

A house of many rooms



It's a house that's so unstable

There are those who recommend

If they'd the strength and they were able

It ought to be condemned

I don't agree but I will warn you

At best you must assume

I live in a house of many rooms



Here I'm in the library

Trying to understand

What empowers this behaviour

Degenerates the man

The same apartment later

With the bottle half consumed

I see a house of many rooms



In the parlour I'm your father

Who could ask for more

The bedroom compromise me

With your best friend from next door

In the kitchen being honest

The lounge a lying tongue

Locked in the bathroom

Pretending to be young



The chapel finds me kneeling

Praying for my soul

The painting in the attic

Can't prevent me growing old

Help me live forever

Silent as a tomb

I live in a house of many rooms



Join me at the dining table

Join me at the feast

Join me in the stable

I'm laying with the beast

You're walking in the garden

Oblivious who'd know?

I'm in the cellar ready to explode