We've laid the cables and the wires We've split the wood and stoked the fires We've lit our town so there is no Place for crime to hide Our little church is painted white And in the safety of the night We all go quiet as a mouse For the word is out God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house No cause for worry now God is in the house
Moral sneaks in the White House Computer geeks in the school house Drug freaks in the crack house We don't have that stuff here We have a tiny little Force But we need them of course For the kittens in the trees And at night we are on our knees As quiet as a mouse For God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house And no one's left in doubt God is in the house
Homos roaming the streets in packs Queer bashers with tyre-jacks Lesbian counter-attacks That stuff is for the big cities Our town is very pretty We have a pretty little square We have a woman for a mayor Our policy is firm but fair Now that God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house Any day now He'll come out God is in the house
Well-meaning little therapists Goose-stepping twelve-stepping Tetotalitarianists The tipsy, the reeling and the drop down pissed We got no time for that stuff here Zero crime and no fear We've bred all our kittens white So you can see them in the night And at night we're on our knees As quiet as a mouse Since the word got out From the North down to the South For no-one's left in doubt There's no fear about If we all hold hands and very quietly shout Hallelujah God is in the house God is in the house Oh I wish He would come out God is in the house
Oh my lord
I thought Id take a walk today Its a mistake I sometimes make My children lay asleep in bed My wife lay wide-awake I kissed her softly on the brow I tried not to make a sound But with stony eyes she looked at me And gently squeezed my hand Call it a premonition, call it a crazy vision Call it intuition, something learned from mother But when she looked up at me, I could clearly see The sword of damocles hanging directly above her Oh lord oh my lord Oh lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms around me Oh lord oh lord Oh my lord
They called at me through the fence They were not making any sense They claimed that I had lost the plot Kept saying that I was not The man I used to be They held their babes aloft Threw marsh mellows at the security And said that Id grown soft Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion, But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me For even I could see in the way they looked at me The spear of destiny sticking right through me Oh lord oh my lord Oh lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms round me Oh lord oh lord Oh my lord
Now Im at the hairdressers People watch me as they move past A guy wearing plastic antlers Presses his bum against the glass Now Im down on my hands and knees And its so fucking hot! Someone cries, what are you looking for? I scream, the plot, the plot! I grab my telephone, I call my wife at home She screams, leave us alone! I say, hey, its only me The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror I look back and shiver; I cant even believe what I can see
Be mindful of the prayers you send Pray hard but pray with care For the tears that you are crying now Are just your answered prayers The ladders of life that we scale merrily Move mysteriously around So that when you think youre climbing up, man In fact youre climbing down Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw Oh I hate them, ma! oh I hate them, pa! Oh I hate them all for what they went and done to you Oh lord oh my lord Oh lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms round me Oh lord oh lord Oh my lord