I was born in the country on an old farm road Worked hard for a livin' but I still stayed broke Everything I had was either borrowed or loaned Except my mobile home I started pickin' and a grinnin' and a drawin' a crowd Saved up my nickels and I turned it around Hitched up the trailer and my chickens and cows Moved right into town There goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodAnd there goes the neighborhood I couldn't wait to start unpackin' my stuff Pulled out the pink flamingos and I put 'em in front Cranked up the stereo in my old truck Iced down a case of BudCalled Uncle Vernon said, "Come cut the grass" He showed up on his mower with a half empty flask You ought to see the people slowin' down when they pass Sayin', "Man, would you look at that?" There goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodAnd there goes the neighborhood They got Poodles and pools and lawn mowers I got Pitt Bulls and pistols and ponds Yeah, they're playing possum While I'm living high on the HogThere goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodAnd there goes the neighborhood You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodThere goes the neighborhood Y'all come back now, ya hear?
I was born in the country on an old farm road Worked hard for a livin' but I still stayed broke Everything I had was either borrowed or loaned Except my mobile home I started pickin' and a grinnin' and a drawin' a crowd Saved up my nickels and I turned it around Hitched up the trailer and my chickens and cows Moved right into town There goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodAnd there goes the neighborhood I couldn't wait to start unpackin' my stuff Pulled out the pink flamingos and I put 'em in front Cranked up the stereo in my old truck Iced down a case of BudCalled Uncle Vernon said, "Come cut the grass" He showed up on his mower with a half empty flask You ought to see the people slowin' down when they pass Sayin', "Man, would you look at that?" There goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodAnd there goes the neighborhood They got Poodles and pools and lawn mowers I got Pitt Bulls and pistols and ponds Yeah, they're playing possum While I'm living high on the HogThere goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodAnd there goes the neighborhood You throw a hillbilly log into the HollywoodThere goes the neighborhood Y'all come back now, ya hear?
