• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Open House - Lou Reed
• Open House - John Cale
• Open House - Steve Forbert
• Open House - Plankeye
• Open House - Bombay Bicycle Club

Please
Come over to 81st street I'm in the apartment
above the bar
You know you can't miss it, it's across from the subway
and the tacky store with the mylar scarves
My skin's as pale as outdoors moon
my hair's silver like a Tiffany watch
I like lots of people around me but don't kiss hello
and please don't touch
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
The way to make friends Andy is invite them up for tea
Open house, open house
I've got a lot of cats, here's my favorite
she's lady called Sam
I made a paper doll of her, you can have it
That's what I did when I had St.Vitus dance
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
Give people little presents so they remember me
Open house, open house
Someone bring the vegetables
someone please bring heat
My mother showed up yesterday
we need something to eat
I think I got a job today they want me to draw shoes
The ones I drew were old and used, they told me to draw something new
Open house, open house
Fly me to the moon
fly me to a star
But there are no stars in the New York sky
they're all on the ground
You scared yourself with music, I scared myself with paint
I drew 550 different shoes today, it almost made me faint
Open house, open house

Words and music: Lou Reed & John Cale
Please
Come over to 81st street I'm in the apartment above the bar
You know you can't miss it, it's across from the subway
and the tacky store with the Mylar scarves
My skin's as pale as outdoors moon
My hair's silver like a Tiffany watch
I like lots of people around me but don't kiss hello
And please don't touch
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
The way to make friends Andy is invite them up for tea
Open house, open house
I've got a lot of cats, here's my favorite
She's lady called Sam
I made a paper doll of her - you can have it
That's what I did when I had St.Vitus dance
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother pased on to me
Give people little presents so they remember me
Open house, open house
Someone bring the vegetables, someone please bring heat
My mother showed up yesterday, we need something to eat
I think I got a job today they want me to draw shoes
The ones I drew were old and used
They told me - draw something new
Open house, open house
Fly me to the moon, fly me to a star
But there are no stars in the New York sky
They're all on the ground
You scared yourself with music, I scared myself with paint
It almost made me faint
Open house, open house

Open house now for your fading heart,
Tell your ghost it's time to hide;
Strangers won't know when to stop and start
Once they've fin'ly got inside.
Spir'ling staircase toward your dusty mind,
With crates and boxes and bags and trunks;
No one cares what tender dreams they'll find,
All they'll see up there is junk
With silver dollars from a ragdoll's ear
And merc'ry dimes for buttons, too,
And flutes and whistles only kids can hear
And peacock feathers green and blue.
Deep depression in a walnut grain,
Afternoons on rainy days;
Once it stacked up well in both your brains,
And now it's all some purple haze
With vandals picking locks and breaking doors
And smashing keepsakes all around;
Souvenirs of love and foreign shores
And scrapbook pages all unbound.
It's open house now for your fading heart,
Tell your ghost it's time to hide;
Strangers won't know when to stop and start
Once they've fin'ly got inside.

Days go by, turn into weeks
I'm not a vagrant but I've really nothing to speak of...
Life's puposes evading me
Try oh though I might
Can't keep 'em in my sight
And now who's controlling me?
If it's not me myself, it must be someone else you see
Face down in a pool of my own sorrow
Will it last or will it leave tomorrow?
Broken man, He's got you on His mind
All life's rewards are broken dreams
Someone forgot I guess
Forgot to wake me up you see
Are you surprised the world's not free?
Now words are all you've got
But words aren't good enough for me
You've gotta move if you'll be free
You gotta bow your head
You gotta give it up
Be free
Face down in a pool of my own sorrow
Will it last or will it leave tomorrow?

So you think you've had a walk in the park.
You don't think you've been working too hard.
It looks like he's been opening up.
He don't want to but he can't stop, can't stop.
And what's the name you try to find?
And did you see the way she appeared?
She's the type that knows everyone here.
Another face but I don't know the name.
Know her friends and you know she's just the same.
And what's the name you try to find?
Open house and I'm opening up.
Don't want to but I can't stop, can't stop.
Open house and I'll never calm down.
Clear it up when the morning comes around.