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My New House

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  • 1988, 10/19, John Peel Session, BBC Radio One
    Notes: The Fall cover
    [Thurston and Lee]
    MY NEW HOUSE [top of page]
    My new house
    You should see my house
    My new house
    You should see my new house
    No rabbit hutch about it
    I bought it off the baptists
    I get the bills
    And I get miffed
    At the damn polyester fills
    The interior is a prison unconscious
    My new house
    Keep away from my new house
    Wash the drawers of pills
    It's got window sills
    With lead centred in the middle of them
    My new house
    Is no beatnik hang-out
    That Halifax copter
    Sure dropped me a cropper
    Sometimes I think I'll ring Swine-Tax [1]
    And go back to my flat
    But my new house
    I do love the mad things about it
    According to the postman
    It's like the bleeding Bank of England
    Creosote tar fence surrounds it
    Those razor blades eject when I press eject
    My new house
    Could easily crack a mortal, it
    The spare room is fine
    Though a little haunted
    By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13
    Mr. Reagan hung himself at number 13
    It'll be great when it's decorated
    My new house
    Note: [1] In Swinton, Manchester, the local mini-cab firm was called Swin-Tax
  • 1988, 10/19, John Peel Session, BBC Radio One
    Notes: The Fall cover
    [Thurston and Lee]
    MY NEW HOUSE [top of page]
    My new house
    You should see my house
    My new house
    You should see my new house
    No rabbit hutch about it
    I bought it off the baptists
    I get the bills
    And I get miffed
    At the damn polyester fills
    The interior is a prison unconscious
    My new house
    Keep away from my new house
    Wash the drawers of pills
    It's got window sills
    With lead centred in the middle of them
    My new house
    Is no beatnik hang-out
    That Halifax copter
    Sure dropped me a cropper
    Sometimes I think I'll ring Swine-Tax [1]
    And go back to my flat
    But my new house
    I do love the mad things about it
    According to the postman
    It's like the bleeding Bank of England
    Creosote tar fence surrounds it
    Those razor blades eject when I press eject
    My new house
    Could easily crack a mortal, it
    The spare room is fine
    Though a little haunted
    By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13
    Mr. Reagan hung himself at number 13
    It'll be great when it's decorated
    My new house
    Note: [1] In Swinton, Manchester, the local mini-cab firm was called Swin-Tax