Lyric On The Road Again

Well, i woke up in the morning
There s frogs inside my socks
Your mama, she s a-hidin
Inside the icebox
Your daddy walks in wearin
A napoleon bonaparte mask
Then you ask why i don t live here
Honey, do you have to ask?

Well, i go to pet your monkey
I get a face full of claws
I ask who s in the fireplace
And you tell me santa claus
The milkman comes in
He s wearing a derby hat
Then you ask why i don t live here
Honey, how come you have to ask me that?

Well, i asked for something to eat
I m hungry as a hog
So i get brown rice, seaweed
And a dirty hot dog
I ve got a hole
Where my stomach disappeared
Then you ask why i don t live here
Honey, i gotta think you re really weird.

Your grandpa s cane
It turns into a sword
Your grandma prays to pictures
That are pasted on a board
Everything inside my pockets
Your uncle steals
Then you ask why i don t live here
Honey, i can t believe that you re for real.

Well, there s fist fights in the kitchen
They re enough to make me cry
The mailman comes in
Even he s gotta take a side
Even the butler
He s got something to prove
Then you ask why i don t live here
Honey, how come you don t move?