Lyrics:

A job or offer from the tundra
Makes me wonder how it would be if I could see it everyday
And I sit drinking, thinking, stinking up a storm
Should I conform to the trend du jour?
Reform, before
You have a ball you stupid kid
Don't you dig your ditch to deep you can't crawl out
The rider mower faction tries to use me for attraction
And say that I'm the case in point
Grab a wife, kid, a real life work at the crack of dawn
And for god's sake son pick the dog shit off the lawn
Reform, before
You have a ball you stupid kid
Don't you dig your ditch to deep you can't crawl out
Reform, before
You have a ball you stupid kid
Don't you dig your ditch to deep you can't crawl out
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