In This House

These buildings grow like weeds
Like dandelion seeds
They spring up where they please
The buildings grow up and they come down
Changing the landscape of the town
Whats inside them is what counts, to me
Is there love, in this house?
Is there love, in this house?
You can fill it up with shiny things
Flashy fur, designer jeans
But is there love, in this house?
When it costs too much to eat
And the airs too hard to sleep
I lie awake and think
The rain goes up and it don’t come down
Poor people who move it now
No one makes a fuss about it
Well is there love, in this house?
Is there love, in this house?
You can fill it up with shiny things
Flashy fur, designer jeans
But is there love, in this house?
Ohhhh…
I tell ya, I don’t know
Is there love, in this house?
Is there love, in this house?
Can we be the change we wish to see
Realize our hopes and dreams?
And is there love in this house?
Ohhhh…
I say what we gonna do babe when the money runs out
What we gonna do babe?
What we gonna do babe when the money runs out
Tell me