ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

My house


This is my house
This is my home
We keep the heat up inside
And the stereo

This is my house
This is my home

Brick by brick, stone by stone
I’m gonna call my live my own way
If by chance I make you see
You can come along with me

Into my house
I make my own way
We’ll see the pictures that I’ve painted
All inside my head

These are my walls
My Sistine church
My TV and my telephone
This is my house
I said, I don’t mind spending my time alone
It’s the only thing I own

Brick by brick, stone by stone
I’m gonna call my life my own way
If by chance I make you see
Then you can come along with me

Brick by brick, stone by stone
I’m gonna call go my life my own way
If by chance I make you see
Then you can come along

Into my house
Into my home
All you people outside the window
This is my cathedral

Stick and stones may break my bones
But names will never hurt me
Stick and stones may break my bones
But names will never hurt me

These are my walls
My Sistine church
My TV and my telephone
I said, I don’t mind being alone

Brick by brick, stone by stone
Brick by brick, stone by stone
Brick by brick, stone by stone
Brick by brick, stone by stone

Brick by brick, stone by stone
I’m gonna call my life my own way
If by chance I make you see
Then you can come along with me

Brick by brick, stone by stone
I’m gonna call my life my own way
If by chance I make you see
Then you can come along to my house