HOUSES NOT HOMES It’s time for buy a flat now were her words one day Four small rooms for ninety-nine years a place for us to stay Sketch a picture of a dream of all that it could be Pretty scene of sit-down meals a sea-view balcony We used to laugh we used to talk and even used to dream Now betting slips and one-way trips they are my only friends Houses not homes, love choked by loans Walls that we know stop us from growing Houses not homes, love choked by loans Walls that we know stop us from moving They stop us from moving on The girls are growing up now and they need more space to roam White terrace on top the hill with shiny taps of chrome Put aside the hopes we had of one day being free Let fear and worry through the door and bitter memory We used to laugh, we used to talk and even used to dream Now whiskey bars and cheap cigars they are my only friends Houses not homes, love choked by loans Walls that we know stop us from growing Houses not homes, love choked by loans Walls that we know stop us from moving, They stop us from moving on This place to call our own Becomes our prison Just a house not a home, not our home, our home Houses not homes, love choked by loans Walls that we know stop us from grow-in Houses not homes, love choked by loans Walls that we know stop us from moving They stop us from moving They stop us from moving They stop us from moving on They stop us from moving on