Chords for Madness - Our House - Hootananny 2007.mpg
Tempo:
120 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
C
Dm
D
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [A#] [G]
[F] [D] [F] [G]
[G#] [B] [C] [F] [G]
[F] [Dm] [Fm] [Em]
[A] [C] [Gm]
[Dm] [F] [Em]
[E] [C] Father [G] works his and their best,
[F] [Dm] Mother's tired, she needs to [Fm] rest,
The kids are playing [A#] up [C] that's it.
[Gm] Society has it,
[Dm] And brother's got no days to [Fm] keep,
He [E] can't [G#] handle it, [A#] oh no.
[D] [Am] [Em] [Gm] In the middle [D] of our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
Our house it [G] has a crowd,
[Dm] There's always something happening,
[Fm] And it's usually quite loud.
[C] And our mum's used to [Gm] have a crowd,
[Dm] And nothing ever slows her [Fm] down,
And her best is not allowed.
[D] [Am] Our house,
[E] [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] [Em] In the middle of [B] our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] [Em] In the middle of [C] our,
Well father gets [Gm] up late for work,
[Dm] Mother has to iron his [Fm] shirt,
Then [E] she sends [D] the kids to [C] school,
Tears them off [Gm] with a small kiss,
[Dm] Shoes don't run their guns,
And [Fm] they're set up [C] to [G#] waste,
[F#m] [G] Waste, [F#m] waste.
[A] [Bm]
[G] [F#m] [A] [Bm]
[C] [Gm]
[Dm] [Fm] [G#]
[C] [Gm]
[Dm] [Fm]
[D] [Am] Our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
I remember when everything was [G] cool,
And we would have such a very good time,
[D] Such a fine time,
[Dm] [F] Such a happy time.
[C] And I remember how it was,
If it wasn't their [Gm] way,
Then we'd say,
Nothing will come [Dm] between us, no.
[Fm] Two dreamers,
[C] Our father [Gm] wears his Sunday best,
[Dm] Mother's side she is the best,
[Fm] The kids start playing up downstairs,
[C] The sisters start getting [Gm] their sleep,
[Dm]
And brothers come and take the kids,
[Fm] They can't get around.
[D] [Am] Our house,
[Em] In [Gm] the middle of [D] our streets, [Am] Our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] In the middle [B] of our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] [Em] In the middle [C] of our,
[Gm] Our house,
[Dm] [Fm] Was a bustle [C] and a kick,
In [Gm] our house,
[Dm] [Fm] In the middle [D] of our,
[Am] Yes, our house,
[Em] [Gm] Oh, that was where [D] we used to sleep,
[Am] In our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle [D] of our street.
[N]
One of my favourite groups of all time.
Madness!
[F] [D] [F] [G]
[G#] [B] [C] [F] [G]
[F] [Dm] [Fm] [Em]
[A] [C] [Gm]
[Dm] [F] [Em]
[E] [C] Father [G] works his and their best,
[F] [Dm] Mother's tired, she needs to [Fm] rest,
The kids are playing [A#] up [C] that's it.
[Gm] Society has it,
[Dm] And brother's got no days to [Fm] keep,
He [E] can't [G#] handle it, [A#] oh no.
[D] [Am] [Em] [Gm] In the middle [D] of our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
Our house it [G] has a crowd,
[Dm] There's always something happening,
[Fm] And it's usually quite loud.
[C] And our mum's used to [Gm] have a crowd,
[Dm] And nothing ever slows her [Fm] down,
And her best is not allowed.
[D] [Am] Our house,
[E] [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] [Em] In the middle of [B] our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] [Em] In the middle of [C] our,
Well father gets [Gm] up late for work,
[Dm] Mother has to iron his [Fm] shirt,
Then [E] she sends [D] the kids to [C] school,
Tears them off [Gm] with a small kiss,
[Dm] Shoes don't run their guns,
And [Fm] they're set up [C] to [G#] waste,
[F#m] [G] Waste, [F#m] waste.
[A] [Bm]
[G] [F#m] [A] [Bm]
[C] [Gm]
[Dm] [Fm] [G#]
[C] [Gm]
[Dm] [Fm]
[D] [Am] Our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
I remember when everything was [G] cool,
And we would have such a very good time,
[D] Such a fine time,
[Dm] [F] Such a happy time.
[C] And I remember how it was,
If it wasn't their [Gm] way,
Then we'd say,
Nothing will come [Dm] between us, no.
[Fm] Two dreamers,
[C] Our father [Gm] wears his Sunday best,
[Dm] Mother's side she is the best,
[Fm] The kids start playing up downstairs,
[C] The sisters start getting [Gm] their sleep,
[Dm]
And brothers come and take the kids,
[Fm] They can't get around.
[D] [Am] Our house,
[Em] In [Gm] the middle of [D] our streets, [Am] Our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] In the middle [B] of our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] [Em] In the middle [C] of our,
[Gm] Our house,
[Dm] [Fm] Was a bustle [C] and a kick,
In [Gm] our house,
[Dm] [Fm] In the middle [D] of our,
[Am] Yes, our house,
[Em] [Gm] Oh, that was where [D] we used to sleep,
[Am] In our house,
[Em] [Gm] In the middle [D] of our street.
[N]
One of my favourite groups of all time.
Madness!
Key:
Gm
C
Dm
D
Fm
Gm
C
Dm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [A#] _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _
[G#] _ [B] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [Em] _
[A] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Em] _
[E] _ [C] _ Father [G] works his and their best, _
[F] _ [Dm] Mother's tired, she needs to [Fm] rest,
The kids are playing [A#] up [C] that's it.
_ [Gm] Society has it, _
[Dm] And brother's got no days to [Fm] keep,
He [E] can't [G#] handle it, [A#] oh no.
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ [Gm] In the middle [D] of our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] _ [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
Our house it [G] has a crowd, _
[Dm] There's always something happening,
[Fm] And it's usually quite loud.
[C] _ And our mum's used to [Gm] have a crowd, _
[Dm] And nothing ever slows her [Fm] down,
And her best is not allowed.
[D] _ _ [Am] Our house,
[E] _ [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] _ [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ [Em] In the middle of [B] our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ [Em] In the middle of [C] our,
Well father gets [Gm] up late for work, _
_ [Dm] Mother has to iron his [Fm] shirt,
Then [E] she sends [D] the kids to [C] school,
Tears them off [Gm] with a small kiss, _
_ [Dm] Shoes don't run their guns,
And [Fm] they're set up [C] to [G#] waste,
[F#m] [G] Waste, [F#m] waste.
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [G#] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [D] _ [Am] Our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
I remember when everything was [G] cool,
And we would have such a very good time,
[D] Such a fine time,
[Dm] _ [F] Such a happy time.
[C] And I remember how it was,
If it wasn't their [Gm] way,
Then we'd say,
Nothing will come [Dm] between us, no.
[Fm] Two dreamers,
_ [C] Our father [Gm] wears his Sunday best, _
_ [Dm] Mother's side she is the best,
[Fm] The kids start playing up downstairs,
[C] The sisters start getting [Gm] their sleep,
[Dm] _
And brothers come and take the kids,
[Fm] They can't get around.
_ [D] _ [Am] Our house,
[Em] In [Gm] the middle of [D] our streets, [Am] Our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ In the middle [B] of our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ [Em] In the middle [C] of our,
[Gm] Our house,
[Dm] _ [Fm] Was a bustle [C] and a kick,
In [Gm] our house,
[Dm] _ [Fm] In the middle [D] of our,
[Am] Yes, our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] Oh, that was where [D] we used to sleep,
[Am] In our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle [D] of our street.
_ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ One of my favourite groups of all time.
_ _ _ _ Madness!
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [A#] _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _
[G#] _ [B] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [Em] _
[A] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Em] _
[E] _ [C] _ Father [G] works his and their best, _
[F] _ [Dm] Mother's tired, she needs to [Fm] rest,
The kids are playing [A#] up [C] that's it.
_ [Gm] Society has it, _
[Dm] And brother's got no days to [Fm] keep,
He [E] can't [G#] handle it, [A#] oh no.
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ [Gm] In the middle [D] of our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] _ [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
Our house it [G] has a crowd, _
[Dm] There's always something happening,
[Fm] And it's usually quite loud.
[C] _ And our mum's used to [Gm] have a crowd, _
[Dm] And nothing ever slows her [Fm] down,
And her best is not allowed.
[D] _ _ [Am] Our house,
[E] _ [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[E] _ [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ [Em] In the middle of [B] our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ [Em] In the middle of [C] our,
Well father gets [Gm] up late for work, _
_ [Dm] Mother has to iron his [Fm] shirt,
Then [E] she sends [D] the kids to [C] school,
Tears them off [Gm] with a small kiss, _
_ [Dm] Shoes don't run their guns,
And [Fm] they're set up [C] to [G#] waste,
[F#m] [G] Waste, [F#m] waste.
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [G#] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [D] _ [Am] Our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle of [D] our streets,
[Am] Our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle [C] of our,
I remember when everything was [G] cool,
And we would have such a very good time,
[D] Such a fine time,
[Dm] _ [F] Such a happy time.
[C] And I remember how it was,
If it wasn't their [Gm] way,
Then we'd say,
Nothing will come [Dm] between us, no.
[Fm] Two dreamers,
_ [C] Our father [Gm] wears his Sunday best, _
_ [Dm] Mother's side she is the best,
[Fm] The kids start playing up downstairs,
[C] The sisters start getting [Gm] their sleep,
[Dm] _
And brothers come and take the kids,
[Fm] They can't get around.
_ [D] _ [Am] Our house,
[Em] In [Gm] the middle of [D] our streets, [Am] Our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle of [B] our,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ In the middle [B] of our streets,
[F#m] Our house,
[C#m] _ [Em] In the middle [C] of our,
[Gm] Our house,
[Dm] _ [Fm] Was a bustle [C] and a kick,
In [Gm] our house,
[Dm] _ [Fm] In the middle [D] of our,
[Am] Yes, our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] Oh, that was where [D] we used to sleep,
[Am] In our house,
[Em] _ [Gm] In the middle [D] of our street.
_ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ One of my favourite groups of all time.
_ _ _ _ Madness!