Live In Your House

There’s a long dark hall with a door at the end
There’s a dressed up man and he calls me friend
And a big fat lady stands up to the microphone
There’s a colourful billboard overhead
There’s a massive crowd and they all look dead
And the fat lady turns so we all continue home
I want to live in your house
I want to live with you some day
There’s a dog that howls in my neighbor’s yard
And I’m trying to think but it gets real hard
And I want to get out but there’s too much on tv
And a man stands tall for the one true God
An evolution has said it’s a pile of wad
And the scientists' dogma seems awfully religous to me
So I say
I want to live in your house
I want to live with you some day