Kinks - A House In The Country Lyrics
He don't need no sedatives to ease his troubled mind.At work he is invariably unpleasant and unkind.Why should he care if he is hated in his home,'Cause he's gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.He's gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.But he ain't gotta home, oh no,And he's as wicked as he can be,'Cause he's gotta house in the countryWhere he likes to spend his weekend days.Oh yeah, oh yeah, well all rightWell, he got his job when drunken Daddy tumbled down the stairs.From that very day this boy is more than having his share.One of these days I'm gonna knock him off of his throne,'Cause he's gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.He's gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.And he's oh so smug, oh yeah.He's got everything he needs,'Cause he's gotta house in the countryWhere he likes to spend his weekend days.Oh yeah, oh yeah, well all rightAnd he's oh so smug, oh yeah.He's got everything he needs,'Cause he's gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.He's gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.But he's socially dead, oh yeah,And it don't matter much to him,'Cause he's gotta house in the countryWhere he likes to spend his weekend days.Oh yeah, oh yeah, well all rightHouse in the countryHouse in the countryHouse in the countryHouse in the country
