Father dresses like a fag
Mother's tired, she needs some meth, the kids are tearing up downstairs
Luan's screaming in her sleep
Lincoln needs to buy some pot, he can't hang around

Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the

Loud House, it has a crowd
There's always something happening, and it's usually quite loud
Our mum, she's so house-proud
When she's hyped up on those pills, a mess really is allowed

Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the
Loud House, in the middle of the dump
(Something tells you that you've got to move away from it)
Loud House, in the middle of the

Father gets up late for work
Mother has to pee his shirt, now he's gonna reek like piss
Sees kids off with a spanken
She's the one they're going to diss in lots of ways

[Instrumental]

Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the

I remember way back then, when everything was false and when
We would have such a very bad time, such a shitty time, such a fucked-up time
And I remember how we'd play, simply toke the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us, two wastoids

Father's dressed up like a fag
Mother's tired, she needs some 'roids, the kids are ripping up downstairs
Lucy's coughing in her sleep
Bobby has to buy some dope, he can't hang around

Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the

Loud House, was our castle where we pump
Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, that was where we used to hump
Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House, in the middle of the dump
Loud House