A Spy in the House of Love - Peter Doherty

Found myself in the Monday news

All them stories to keep you amused

Mom called to see

Oh, is that really me?

Oh no

Together it went well

I nearly sold the the soul to show

I met to mother you know

I’m quite like the mother you know

There was a spy in the house of

Spy in the house

Spy in the house of

The house of love

The house of love

And in the government files

Is fat-stacked piles

Of dictionary action packs

Conspiracy theories, they have feelings, too

Sent the new listening moron to do

With a spy in the house of

Spy in the house of

Spy in the house of

The house of love

The house of love

There’s no immediate connection between this chorus and this verse

Keep the critics on their toes

Take them out out the back with empty suit holes

Spy in the house of

Spy in the house of

Spy in the house of

The house of love

The house of

if it goes