There may be some things about me
Things you don't want to hear
For [bad word] that precede me
May be very [bad word] I fear

They tell you I will deceive you
I don't know how to care
Though my intentions might be good
There's another darker look beware

When you walk through the door
Hang on to your senses
At best you must assume
It's a house of many rooms

Some rooms are filled with pleasure
Laughter and love and light
All the things you never see
I keep under lock and key at night

When you walk through the door
Hang on to your senses
At best you must assume
It's a house of many rooms

If you love me in the light
Love me in the shadow
I'm afraid you must assume
It's a house of many rooms
Oh, a house of many rooms

It's a house that's so unstable
There are those who [bad word] 
If they'd the strength and they were able
It ought to be condemned

I don't agree but I will warn you
At best you must assume
I live in a house of many rooms

Here I'm in the library
Trying to understand
What empowers this behavior
Degenerates the man

The same apartment later
With the bottle half consumed
I see a house of many rooms

In the parlor I'm your father
Who could ask for more
The [bad word] me
With your best friend from next door

In the kitchen being honest
The lounge, a lying tongue
(I live in a house of many rooms)
Locked in the bathroom
Pretending to be young

Oh, the chapel finds me kneeling
Praying for my soul
The painting in the attic
Can't prevent me growing old

Help me live forever, silent as a tomb
I live in a house of many rooms

Join me at the dining table
Join me at the feast
Join me in the stable
I'm laying with the beast

You're walking in the garden
Oblivious who'd know?
(I live in a house of many rooms)
I'm in the cellar ready to explode
(I live in a house of many rooms)