Intro
Verse
Back Porch Preacher Preaching At Me
Acting Lke He Wrote The Golden Rules Shaking His
Fist And Speeching At Me Shouting From His Soap Box Lke A Fool
Come Sunday Morning
He's Lying In Bed With His Eyeall Red, With The Wine In His Head Wishing He Was Dead
When He Oughta Be Heading For Sunday School
Hook
Clean Up Your Own Backyard
Oh Don't You Hand Me None Of Your Lnes Clean Up
Your Own Backyard Youtend To Your Business, Itll Tend To Mine
Verse 2
Drugstore Cowboy Criticizing
Acting Lke He's Better Than You And Me Standing On The
Sidewalk Supervising Telling Everybody How They Ought To Be
Come Closing Time 'Most
Every Night He Locks Up Tight And Out Go The Lights And He Ducks Out Of Sight And He
Cheats On His Wfe With His Employee
Bridge
Armchair Quarterback's Always Moanin'
Second Guessing People All Day Long Pushing,
Fooling And Hanging On In Always Messing Where They Don't Belong When You Get Right
Down To The Nity-Gritty Isn't It A Pity That In This Big City
Not A One A'ittle Bitty Man'll
Admit He Could Have Been A Lttle Bit Wrong
Outro
Clean Up Your Own Backyard You Tend To Your Business, Iel Tend To Mine
