Riding on My Bike
Madness Lyrics

Father wears his sunday best
The father is dressed in his best attire for Sunday.

Mothers tired she needs a rest
The mother is exhausted and could use a break.

The kids are playing up downstairs
The children are causing chaos and commotion on the lower floor.

Sisters sighing in her sleep
The sister is audibly heaving sighs in her state of slumber.

Brothers got a date to keep, He cant hang around
The brother has an appointment that he must attend; thus, he cannot stick around for long.

Our house, in the middle of our street
The house is located in the center of the street.

Our house it has a crowd
The house contains a large number of people.

Theres always something happening
There is usually some sort of event going on.

And its usually quite loud
The events taking place are usually raucous and ear-splitting.

Our mum shes so house-proud
The mother is extremely proud of her home.

Nothing ever slows her down
She doesn't let anything obstruct her goals or progress.

And a mess is not allowed
Disorder is not tolerated in the house.

Something tells you that youve got to get away from it
There's an urge to escape from the commotion and noise.

Father gets up late for work
The father frequently overstays his morning hours for work.

Mother has to iron his shirt
The mother is tasked with removing creases from the father's clothing.

Then she sends the kids to school
She sends the offspring to their educational institution.

Sees them off with a small kiss
She bestows a peck of affection prior to their departure.

Shes the one theyre going to miss
The mother is the individual they'll yearn for and pine for during their absence.

In lots of ways
She's missed in numerous aspects.

I remember way back then when everything was true and when
Remembrance of a past time of authenticity.

We would have such a very good time such a fine time
They would have an extremely enjoyable period.

Such a happy time
A joyful, exultant moment.

And I remember how wed play simply waste the day away
Recollection of how they'd spend entire days away without any significant actions.

Then wed say nothing would come between us two dreamers
Then they'd declare that no one would be able to drive a wedge between them, the two fantasizers.

Our house, was our castle and our keep
The house was their fortress and stronghold.

Our house, that was where we used to sleep
The house was where they typically rested.