Madness - Our House
"Our House" by Madness is a quintessential pop anthem that captures the essence of everyday family life with its upbeat ska-pop rhythm and catchy melody. Released in 1982 as part of their album "The Rise & Fall," the song resonates with listeners through its nostalgic lyrics celebrating the mundane yet comforting aspects of home life. From cleaning windows to sharing meals, the song paints a vivid picture of the routines and joys that bind a family together under one roof. Its infectious energy, punctuated by vibrant brass instrumentation and lead singer Suggs' distinctive vocals, propelled it to commercial success, topping charts in several countries. "Our House" remains a beloved classic, cherished for its relatable portrayal of domestic bliss and its enduring appeal as a feel-good anthem.
Madness Our House Lyrics
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep (ah)
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowed
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our (something tells you that you've got to move away from it)
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss (ah)
She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time, such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play, simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us
Two dreamers
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street, our house