Intro
Verse 1
I Need To Pick Up The Corner Lot
I’ve Got A Little Soft Spot To Be Responsible
For A Headache I’ve Got A Want
To Let The Cold Winds Bluster Through My Yard
And The Kids That I Cannot Stop
Yes, The Kids Come Cut Across My Lawn
And All My Gaze Catches Is Their Turned Backs
That’s The Name Of My Corner Lot
Obligation And A Soft Spot
Break
Verse 2
Well, I’ve Got Eyes That Watch
Curb Appeal On The Corner Lot
Cause Many Houses I Saw Last Year Humbled My Heart A Lot
Commanding All Their Stuff
But People Watch And Play My Judge, Cast Shame Upon The Lot
I’ve Been Upkeeping It All, Picture And Pot
Like Houses That I Saw
Break
Bridge 1
With Extra Commitment Of Mine
I’m Working Overtime
Shooting For Better Shape To Break On Through
But Still
These Extra People Walking By
They Seldom Stop And Talk
I Really Turn Them Off, I’m Consistent
Bridge 2
Verse 3
On Consequence Of The Corner Lot
It’s Hard Thinking Up What Became Positive
On The One Hand, I Guess I’m Not
Letting Cold Winds Bluster Through My Arse
And The Leaf Piles Coming On, Well
It’s Really Not Too Bad To Clean Them Up
For The Judging Sidewalks, My Verdict In Immediate Effect
You’re Never Stepping Inside My House
In My House
