Run to the store
Pick up some paint
Slap it on my house
That's full of holes
I try to keep my place really clean
The mess in my room is seldom seen
But that's because I keep the door closed
My chair still rocks like a rubber hose
We mow the lawn
I dig through our garbage
We wake up at dawn
And kicking to cabbage
Home is where the trash is
This is where the snakes live