There may be some things about me
  Things you don't want to hear
  For the rumours that precede me
  May be very true 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
  A house of many rooms
  
  It's a house that's so unstable
  There are those who recommend
  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 behaviour
  Degenerates the man
  The same apartment later
  With the bottle half consumed
  I see a house of many rooms
  
  In the parlour I'm your father
  Who could ask for more
  The bedroom compromise me
  With your best friend from next door
  In the kitchen being honest
  The lounge a lying tongue
  Locked in the bathroom
  Pretending to be young
  
  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'm in the cellar ready to explode