"Lordy" lyrics

Through all the years come to know you
Turns out the walls were too tall
Best stick to judging
Boy it looks so damn good on you
Runs in your blood
And sucks all of the fun out of it

Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lord there'll be crying and that's a fact

I've seen the roses grow up
They've got more answers than not
Laugh at the trashman
Too scared to be one
Your thorns they grow so far and wide

Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lord there'll be crying and that's a fact

Did you get the mower
That I left in the shed for you
Or should I meet you out back?
Knuckles or gloves, it's whatever you want
There's some choices but you stuck to guns

Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lord I get nasty for fun
Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lord there'll be crying and that's a fact

I can't supply you now with all my ideas
So have some opinions of your own
You act like you're poor
Kid sitting on fortunes
And all that your grand mommy mined

Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lord there'll be crying and that's a fact
Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lord I'll be laughing
In the back
Ooo Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lord