Impatiently rushing to get off this plot of land
But before I get to go
I quickly lend the people of this household a hand

At the park, me and Suzy play in the sand
How far we can dig, we don't yet know
Maybe even deep enough to bury a man

Back in the country, on this boring land
I no longer have any seeds to sew
I quickly lend the people of this household a hand

Covered in dirt, we discuss awesome bands
As the sun sets, the park starts to glow
We want to adventure, we start to make plans

Out in the boonies, this over-sized plot of land
I've finally run out of lawns to mow
I quickly lend the people of this household a hand

Tree pig isnt the coolest man
He's fat and he's our summertime foe
I put up with him when I get off my land
Because I've got nowhere else to go