Trailer Park Fantasy

Lyrics

Call this place the outer parts My neighborhood of trailer parks Now, where should I really begin? It's a homeland built for trash No one ever takes a bath All the drug dealers can hide their stash No place I'd rather go No place I can call home Move away would be a sin Again and again and again Rich people have no rights Hot sex and chicken fights Now, what else do you need more? You can have a birthday bash Smack dab in a tornado's path A regular house would be a bore No place I'd rather go No place I can call home Move away would be a sin Again and again and again White trash and redneck sluts Buy stuff from Finger Hutt Again and again and again Now I tell you one more time It's great to live in slime Again and again and again Again and again and again (Again and again and again) Again and again and again (Again and again and again) Again and again and again (Again and again and again) Again and again and again Again