Unfair Prospects Lyrics

Unfair Prospects lyrics

My father's in the house and I'm left here out back.    He wants me to do
yardwork    But my cat's in the sack.    He tells me to follow him, he thinks
that I've been bad.    I think this house is way off base    But my cat's in
the bag.    I fear the mower, reap the harvest    climb the tower and look the
farthest away from here.    There's got to be away.    From here,    there's
got to be a way from that.    But my cat's in the back.