Is It MY House? The Clock Song

Angela:

It’s really quite confusing

Whenever we are using

Yet another brand new postal code

In a brand new different space

A brand-new, different place

On quite another brand-new different road

 

But is it my house?

Can I live here?

How long will it suffice?

Until my folks grouse

And tell me, “Now, Dear, we’re

Moving to someplace really nice!”

 

Dee:

First I’ve got a one o’clock

And then I’ve got a two o’clock

A three ‘clock and then I’ve got a four

I haven’t any time to talk

My afternoon is chock a block

Full. Sorry, I’ve no time for more

 

Angela:

It’s really quite annoying

The way they keep employing

Their energies on packing and on moving up

This house is a colonial

It’s really quite baronial

I can see they think that we’re improving, but

 

Is it my house?

Can I live here?

How long will it suffice?

Until my folks grouse

And tell me, “Now, Dear we’re

Moving to someplace really nice!”

 

Dan:

I catch a train at one o’clock

Get to the plane at two o’clock

At three o’clock I’m off to Singapore

I haven’t any time to talk

My afternoon is chock a block

Full. Sorry, I’ve no time for more

 

Angela:

I hate to be a wailer

I hate to grumble but

I’d be happy in a trailer

I’d be happy in a hut

I wouldn’t get all weepy

Not in the least bit hurt

If we lived in a teepee

If we lived in a yurt

 

Dee:

Move my one o’clock to two o’clock

My four o’clock to three o’clock

And switch around my two o’clock to four

 

Dan:

If I miss my train at one o’clock

I’ll miss my plane at two o’clock

I’ll lose my shirt if I miss Singapore

 

Angela:                                                                                 Dee & Dan:

It causes me frustration                                                        One o’clock, yeah, let’s talk

Takes all my concentration                                                   Two o’clock, chock a block

To memorize another new address                                      Ah!

Apartment or a suite                                                             Neat!

Boulevard or street                                                               Sweet!

Really! Sometimes I have to guess!                                     Oh, yes!

 

But is it my house                                                                 Three o’clock

Can I live here?                                                                    Taking stock

How long will it suffice?                                                         Four o’clock

Until my folks grouse                                                            It’s a lock

And tell me, “Now, Dear we’re                                              See you in

Moving to someplace really nice!”                                       Singapore!

 

Angela:                                                                                 Dee and Dan: 

You know that I don’t mean to                                              My one o’clock is seen to 

Merely gripe and vent                                                          That’s exactly what I meant

But I’d be happy in a lean-to                                                That’s what we’re agreein’ to

I’d be happy in a tent                                                           The contracts have been sent

I know this house is big you                                                  Very big, it is true

Don’t have to tell me that                                                      Telling you where it’s at

But, I’d be happy in an igloo                                                I dig you

Or a two room flat!                                                                Never that, no!

 

It’s really quite perplexing                                                    First I’ve got a one o’clock                        

It makes me wonder                                                             And then I’ve got a two o’clock                       

Are they looking for something more?                                  A three o’clock and then I’ve got a four

It’s very vexing                                                                      I haven’t any time to talk

Trying to understand                                                            My afternoon is chock a block

What they are looking for!                                                     Full. Sorry I’ve no time for more

 

Let’s make this our house                                                     Move my two o’clock to one o’clock

Let’s just live here                                                                 My three o’clock to two o’clock

We’ve found what we’re looking for                                      And switch around my one o’clock to four

Let us not grouse                                                                  If I miss my train at one o’clock

Oh, please say “Now, Dear, we’re                                        I’ll miss my plane at two o’clock

Never gonna move anymore!”                                              I’ll never, ever get to Singapore

All words and music by Dave Hall ©

Publisher: Row House Music   PRO: ASCAP

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