Hey neighbor, you don’t seem like you’re a bad kind of guy
So when I say I wish you were dead and gone, don’t be surprised, and I’ll tell you why
It’s not like you’re a crack house shooting guns off in the night
Or a cathouse or a frat house, but still, something’s not quite right

Why don’t you clean your yard
Come on, it can’t be that hard
Even if it’s just that little part I can see
Come on, neighbor, do this thing for me

I’m not looking for perfection
But man your garbage needs attention
And that stinking tire collection
Smells like a bad rubber infection

Why don’t you just clean your yard
Come on, you lazy chunk of lard
Even if it’s just that little part I can see
Come on, neighbor, do this thing for me

The sun sparkles so pretty off those shards of broken glass
Your shopping cart collection gives the whole neighborhood your special touch of class
My yard’s not perfect, I don’t worship my grass
But you, you let yours grow till it’s high as Michael Jordan’s… ask me…

Why don’t you just clean your yard
Come on, it can’t be all that hard
Even if it’s just that little part I can see
Come on, neighbor, do this thing for me

Hey neighbor, you don’t ever seem to be in short supply
Of crap that blows over from your pathetic pigsty
It’s not like you’re a killer or doing funny things to sheep
Baa’t all I ask from you neighbor, is a little basic upkeep.

Why don’t you clean your yard
Come on, you human discard
Even if it’s just that little part that I can see
Come on, neighbor, do this thing for me