IN THE HOUSE

style

• surf pop punk
• bright pop rock
• jangly surf guitar
• punchy live drums
• young female vocal sunny and slightly frantic
• huge singalong chorus
• handclaps
• optimistic chaos
• glossy but raw
• american accent

the numbers

bpm

123

key

F# minor

energy

0.68

dance

0.91

valence

0.59

vocal at

23.6s

length

1:13

language

En

lyrics

I did a whole routine about that fridge on Sunday
The dog, the second husband, a man from airport security
And everybody laughed and Nana did not laugh
And afterwards I looked at where she had been looking

In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house
She said you are not up there because you are in the house
In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house
And I have had nothing to say about it since

Top left. A woman in a coat. Nineteen ninety-four.
That fridge is not a scoreboard. It is a waiting room.

In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house
She said you are not up there because you are in the house
In the house, in the house, in the house, in the house
And I have had nothing to say about it since