In the Neighbourhood

Well the eggs chase the bacon

round the fryin’ pan

and the whinin’ dog pidgeons

by the steeple bell rope

and the dogs tipped

the garbage pails over last night

and there’s always

construction work bothering you

In the neighborhood

In the neighborhood

In the neighbor   hood

Friday’s a funeral and Saturday’s a bride

Sey’s got a pistol on the register side

and the goddamn delivery trucks

they make to much noise

and we don’t get our butter

delivererd no more

In the neighborhood

In the neighborhood

In the neighbor   hood

Well big Mambo’s kicking his old grey hound

and the kids can’t get ice cream

’cause the market burned down

and the newspaper sleeping bags blow down the lane

and the goddamn flatbed’s got me pinned in again

In the neighborhood

In the neighborhood

In the neighbor   hood

There’s a couple Filipino girl’s

gigglin’ by the church

and the window is busted

and the landlord ain’t home

and Butch joined the army yea

that’s where he’s been

and the jackhammer’s diggin’ up

the sidewalks again

In the neighborhood

In the neighborhood

In the neighbor   hood