Kinks - House In The Country Lyrics
He dont 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 hes gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.Hes gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.But he aint gotta home, oh no,And hes as wicked as he can be,cause hes 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 Im gonna knock him off of his throne,cause hes gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.Hes gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.And hes oh so smug, oh yeah.Hes got everything he needs,cause hes gotta house in the countryWhere he likes to spend his weekend days.Oh yeah, oh yeah, well all rightAnd hes oh so smug, oh yeah.Hes got everything he needs,cause hes gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.Hes gotta house in the country,And a big sports car.But hes socially dead, oh yeah,And it dont matter much to him,cause hes 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
