a little rubber pool in the backyard For the kids to wade in And i? i? i... i, i, i. Chorus: I've got another factory back home I got a little backyard
wrong company And there ain't nothing 'round here to look at Move along, move along The neon lights on Baltimore Every shadow's getting famous In some backyard
break time, where the sissies hang Looking for oil in the sand Like a river you gouge out the land Like a drummer who fights the wrong band I'm needing backyard
(Mike Monroe, Hanoi Rocks) I know a man back in Japan Backyard Babies is his favorite band (Joey Ramone, Ramones) I got a friend but they won't let
(borg, dregen) 1, 2, 3, 4 Look at you, man, look at the band Look at the day, don´t throw it away I need a pill and a coffee re-fill And everything
's little monster had sex at 15 She left home for the wild streets She couldn't deal with all that heat She has fun with the boys in the band In her
defeat you too On your right side there was nothing left, and on the left side Your head's bigger than your cowboy hat there was nothing right A slingshot and a band
path through the fallen leaves And there showed a crack in the old oak tree The door stood as if it was standing guard Of the dozen chipmunks in the backyard
or affection So I paid my 3 and the girls got in free Shine the beer for tequila and we headed into the party And then in the backyard some terrible ska band
breaktime Where the sissies hang Looking for oil in the sand Like a river you gouge out the land Like a drummer who fights the wrong band I'm needing backyard
hurt and come act hard I got a ditch in my backyard for all you scared niggas I make figures for all the soldiers to follow Peace to my fam, bands who
all day till the sun went down playin punk rock music and these hip hop sounds Then the band starts saggin we was havin some fun we had backyard parties
bunch of people from the club still on the up and up Yo I must be trippin shits about to get ruff [Daddy X] Ruff n tuff ?????? ??? its the backyard bandit
fella, vison had you tune into my figgida (? ) Microphone is mobile Holding mic's is so while I be just day dreaming Drop for like, nine months, and rock from backyards
the merry go round and around And everybody's talkin' 'bout you're so funny But they still tellin' lies to me I got the trees in my backyard And it's
half pipe In the backyard that Tuesday night And I'm only gonna pierce my left ear And I've been working on this mustache all summer long And my favorite band
half pipe, in the backyard That Tuesday night And I'm only gonna pierce my left ear And I've been working on this mustache all summer long My favorite band
a little rubber pool in the backyard For the kids to wade in And I? I? I... I, I, I. Chorus: I've got another factory back home I got a little backyard