Once the lawn was burnt, cause the rains did pass
Soon turned out, I had a yard of grass
boy it's the real thing, so thick and green
Mowing it down will be obscene

Once the flowers drooped, now they are alive
Popping out like bees from a hive
Yes, they're the real thing, yellow and red
In their clay pots and flower beds

Fire it up, that ole John Deere tractor,
In the summer sun
Get the old weedeater, that is also fun
Got to go and buy gas, too
It never ends, the stuff we have to do

Look outside
It's looking like a jungle in the Amazon
There's an anaconda, better get your gun
Is that a lion cruising there?

yeah, lions, tigers and some grizzly bears

Once the lawn was burnt
Cause the rains did pass
Soon turned out I had a yard of grass
Boy it's the real thing, so thick and green
Mowing it now will be obscene