oh lord i got eggs on my plate
i got four walls i live here
now this big jew-man uptown
you look at that house on the hill
that cost a hundred thousand dollars
i'll put you on the hit parade
everybody will know your name
who does my name belong to then?
what have i got? four walls
what have i got? four walls
i thank you lord above this orange carpet
who left murph the surf on my ceiling?
hahahahahah a ah hahahaha!
i'm looking for love again
i'm runnin from friend to friend
i'm looking for love in the wine
for these four walls i love
then tell me who let that fucking door half open?
but they can't talk four walls
but they can't talk four walls
but they can't talk four walls
but if they could talk what would they say?
they'd say heh nash the slash
why did you leave your sticker on my
forty-two dollar and fifty cent suite
in james dean's head bed?