in my father s house everything is nice in my father s house everything is right we play our part we know it by heart we play our part we know it by heart the pictures on the wall never look into your eyes the pictures on the wall never look in the eyes the children are polite you never hear them cry the children are polite you never hear them cry the wind and our kind they work their time they change your sheets you don t have to say please in my father s house up in the chimney down in the cellar up in the chimney down in the cellar there s a terror and it hides in my father s house you re in my father s house my father s house you re in my father s house