Eggs On Plate Lyrics

Eggs On Plate

Oh Lord I got eggs on my plate 
I got em Damn right 
I got four walls I live here 
Hey I live here 
Now this big Jew-man uptown 
He told me one day 
He said, heh boy 
You look at that house On the hill 
That cost a hundred thousand dollars 
You could be up there 
You know what? 
I'll put you on the hit parade 
Everybody will know your name 
Iggyyyyy 
But man Heh Solomon 
Who does my name belong to then? 
What have I got? Four walls 
What have I got? Four walls 
I thank you Lord 
I thank you Lord above this orange carpet 
And the ceiling above it 
Who left Murph the Surf On my ceiling? 
Iggyyyyyyyyyyyy 
Now here we go boys 
Hahahahahah a ah hahahaha! 
Four walls Four walls 
Here I go 
I'm looking for love again 
I'm looking for love 
I'm runnin from friend to friend 
I'm looking for love in the wine 
I'm looking for love 
In anybody I can find 
Thank you God 
For these four walls I love 
But are they secure? 
Heh God! Are you above? 
Then tell me who let that f**king door half open? 
Oh Lord I got something 
I'll tell you what I got, boys, I got this 
Four walls, Three walls, 
two walls, Four walls 
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?