Must Be Chaos

[To the tune of one of our Christmas favorites, Must Be Santa]

Must Be Chaos

Where can you go to find four small boys?
My wild house has four small boys.
Where can you go to hear lots of noise?
My wild house has lots of noise.

Four small boys, lots of noise
Must be my house, must be my house
Must be my chaotic house.

Where can you go for wrestling fun?
My wild house has wrestling fun.
Where can you go and get nothing done?
In my wild house you’d get nothing done.

Nothing done, wrestling fun
Four small boys, lots of noise
Must be my house, must be my house,
Must be my chaotic house.

Where can you go for testosterone?
My wild house has testosterone.
Where can you always find a tumbling zone?
My wild house is one big tumbling zone.

Tumbling zone, testosterone
Nothing done, wrestling fun
Four small boys, lots of noise
Must be my house, must be my house,
Must be my chaotic house.

Where can you go where life’s never tame?
At my wild house it’s never tame.
Where can you go for days never the same?
At my wild house days are never the same.

Never the same, life’s not tame
Tumbling zone, testosterone
Nothing done, wrestling fun
Four small boys, lots of noise
Must be my house, must be my house,
Must be my chaotic house.

Tantrums wrestling tattling tackling
Running jumping playing whacking

Never the same, life’s not tame
Tumbling zone, testosterone
Nothing done, wrestling fun
Four small boys, lots of noise
Must be my house, must be my house,
Must be my chaotic house...

Must be my house, must be my house,
Must be my chaotic house!