This hole it has a bottom of that I have no doubt
If I could only smarten up and figure my way out
But what would I do then probably find I hate it there
And want to crawl back in
Well, I swear upon my mother and I believe with all my heart
That I could rule the world if I could get my car to start
But what would I do then with the tires around the flower beds
We'll have to ride the rims
That would be funny, we'll take everything we have
The shoe money and the birds will gather around our heads
And they'll peck at our corn-like teeth
The wall around the graveyard says that 'Satan lives in Hell'
Though they may love the devil, his disciples sure can't spell
So what do I do then I guess I'll put the A in there
And show 'em how to sin
That would be funny, we'll take everything we have
The shoe money and the birds will gather around our heads
And they'll peck at our corn-like teeth