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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martyn P. Casey
Martyn P. Casey
Bass Guitar
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
Guitar
Blixa Bargeld
Blixa Bargeld
Guitar
Nick Cave
Nick Cave
Vocals
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
Violin
Thomas Wydler
Thomas Wydler
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Cave
Nick Cave
Songwriter
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
String Arranger
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mick Geyer
Mick Geyer
Producer
Simon Heyworth
Simon Heyworth
Mastering Engineer
Mirek Stiles
Mirek Stiles
Engineer
Kevin Paul
Kevin Paul
Recording Engineer
Tony Cohen
Tony Cohen
Producer
Mark Bishop
Mark Bishop
Assistant Engineer
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We've laid the cables and the wires
We've split the wood and stoked the fires
We've lit our town so there is no
Place for crime to hide
Our little church is painted white
And in the safety of the night
We all go quiet as a mouse
For the word is out
That God is in the house
[Verse 2]
God is in the house
God is in the house
No cause for worry now
God is in the house
[Verse 3]
Marl sneaks in the white house
Computer geeks in the school house
Drug freaks in the crack house
We don't have that stuff here
We got a tiny little force
Yeah, but we need them of course
For the kittens in the trees
And at night, we're on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
For God is in the house
[Verse 4]
God is in the house
God is in the house
And no one's left in doubt
God is in the house
[Verse 5]
Homos roaming the streets in packs
Queer-bashers with tire jacks
Lesbian counterattacks
That stuff is for the big cities
Our town is very pretty
We have a pretty little square
We have a woman for a mayor
Our policy is firm but fair
Now that God is in the house
[Verse 6]
God is in the house
God is in the house
And at day now, He'll come out
God is in the house
[Verse 7]
Well-meaning little therapists
Goose-stepping, twelve-stepping, tea-totalitarianists
The tipsy, the real, and in the drop-down pissed
We got no time for that stuff here
Zero crime and no fear
And we've bred all our kittens white
So that you can see them in the night
And at night, we're on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
Since the word got out
From the north down to the south
For no one's left in doubt
There's no fear about
If we all hold hands and very quietly shout
Hallelujah
[Verse 8]
God is in the house
God is in the house
Oh, I wish He would come out
God is in the house
Written by: Nick Cave
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