Lyrics:

Well they're out in the yard Said it took them all night Over the hillon a prayer and a pill To the fifth one down on the right Time to take a vacation Where there's only one station You can tan up your shoulders And see how it goes At your own private beach that fills up with a hose Got a fifty foot trailer And we're painting it red With a cowboy, a sailor, and a canopy bed No mother, no jailer And they're keeping me fed At the Reseda Casino and Bar Well they're wet and they're shaking Haven't had a bite In a bit of a jam 'cause the black Trans Am Had the windows broken out last night Time to take a vacation Get a standing ovation You can keep your illusions And borrow my clothes In total seclusion 'Cause nobody knows About the fifty foot trailer Is it all that we said? No mother, no jailor And we're keeping you fed At the Reseda Casino and Bar Ride Tony Alva Skateboards Pack your best black t-shirt and cords Play Ozzy Osbourne records Oh and if you'd like to know What ever happened to R.J. Dio He's in the fifty foot trailer And we're keeping him fed With a cowboy, a sailor, in a canopy bed No mother, no jailor, is it all that we said? At the Reseda Casino and Bar