Mad House

(Martha Davis, )
(c)1990 Clean Sheets Music BMI,


It's a rat race
And the rats will win
If we don't find time
For us again
What we need is
A quiet place of our own
To keep us safe

What we thought couldn't happen here
Moved right in and made it clear
We have 
We have watched our happy home become a

Mad house
Mad house
Mad house
The lights are on but nobody's home

Just a dream we held on to
A place of love for me and you
Now the dream comes crashing down