Lyrics

White picket fence and yeah thats me I've got a nice mowed lawn and a family I make a little money, got a dog with a bone Cause i have a little mind and a nice little home The milkman's here, wonder what he'll bring The kids and beaver cleaver on the tire swing The wife's in the kitchen cookin' a roast I like my little mind and my little home Eat the rich and kill the poor, that's good for me I've got a rusted yellow bucket and a case of V.D I've got no money and i have no home So step the fuck back and just leave me alone The purple hearts here, wonder what they'll bring The wife's in the bedroom having a fling I think i'll drop it all And head to the coast I used to have a little mind and a nice little house