If I had a house I'd board it up
Shake it up now, shake it up now
If I had a house I'd board it up
Shake it up now, shake it up now
I wrote a letter, but I tore it up
Spit it out now, spit it out now
I wrote a letter, but I tore it up
Spit it out now, spit it out now
Don't you think about, think about it
Don't you think about, think about it
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
I'd rather carve it into my arm
Serenade the poor boys at the disco
Gonna rip the hands off of all the clocks
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
I wash my clothing in the evening
Drip drying, leather sleeving
I was warmer when the nights were younger
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
You had a chance, but you f*cked it up
F*ck it up now, f*ck it up now
I had a chance, but I f*cked it up
F*ck it up now, f*ck it up now
I wore a fire in the pouring rain
Didn't stop, didn't drop, didn't roll with it
I broke a sweat and then I broke it again
Understand
No man's got a hand in controlling it
Oh, oh no, oh no you don't
You're so po-mo, you probably won't
If I Had a House Video (MV)
Performed By: Royal Canoe
Length: 6:27
Written by: Brendan Rhys Berg, David Paul Driedger, Derek Allard, Matthew Paul Schellenberg, Matthew Peters, Michael Paul
Royal Canoe - If I Had a House Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
If I had a house I'd board it up
Shake it up now, shake it up now
If I had a house I'd board it up
Shake it up now, shake it up now
I wrote a letter, but I tore it up
Spit it out now, spit it out now
I wrote a letter, but I tore it up
Spit it out now, spit it out now
Don't you think about, think about it
Don't you think about, think about it
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
I'd rather carve it into my arm
Serenade the poor boys at the disco
Gonna rip the hands off of all the clocks
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
I wash my clothing in the evening
Drip drying, leather sleeving
I was warmer when the nights were younger
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
You had a chance, but you f*cked it up
F*ck it up now, f*ck it up now
I had a chance, but I f*cked it up
F*ck it up now, f*ck it up now
I wore a fire in the pouring rain
Didn't stop, didn't drop, didn't roll with it
I broke a sweat and then I broke it again
Understand
No man's got a hand in controlling it
Oh, oh no, oh no you don't
You're so po-mo, you probably won't
Shake it up now, shake it up now
If I had a house I'd board it up
Shake it up now, shake it up now
I wrote a letter, but I tore it up
Spit it out now, spit it out now
I wrote a letter, but I tore it up
Spit it out now, spit it out now
Don't you think about, think about it
Don't you think about, think about it
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
I'd rather carve it into my arm
Serenade the poor boys at the disco
Gonna rip the hands off of all the clocks
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
I wash my clothing in the evening
Drip drying, leather sleeving
I was warmer when the nights were younger
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
You had a chance, but you f*cked it up
F*ck it up now, f*ck it up now
I had a chance, but I f*cked it up
F*ck it up now, f*ck it up now
I wore a fire in the pouring rain
Didn't stop, didn't drop, didn't roll with it
I broke a sweat and then I broke it again
Understand
No man's got a hand in controlling it
Oh, oh no, oh no you don't
You're so po-mo, you probably won't
Writer: Brendan Rhys Berg, David Paul Driedger, Derek Allard, Matthew Paul Schellenberg, Matthew Peters, Michael Paul
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.