| Rows Of Houses |
|---|
| Packing Father |
| Tin can shooter |
| Makes us ready |
| He lies in waiting |
| And I hope we find him |
| Before they find him |
| Oooooooh, oooooooh, oooooooh, |
| Oooooooh, |
| So I tell stories |
| Make my friends tick |
| They like me for it So bring on the papers |
| 'Cause we’re ready for 'em |
| What makes us ready? |
| Oooooooh, oooooooh, oooooooh, |
| Oooooooh, |
| The sight of Brower |
| The taste of something |
| The thought of houses, |
| Rows of houses |
| The sight of Brower |
| The taste of something, |
| The thought of houses, |
| Rows of houses |
| Rows of houses |
| Rows… |
