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The Ugliest House On The Block

Beth Hart

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[Intro]
[Verse]
If it's not one thing it's another
Shit falling down big as rocks
I'm not just screaming for my supper
I live in the ugliest house on the block
Oh well
So what
[Verse]
I've been tryina make a little money
If you got the honey I got the pot
I'm tired of hearing that you're so lonely
I live in the ugliest house on the block
So get your ass off my lot  
You get your ass off my lot
Yea so what
[Verse]
Bidding on a dead horse for filler
I don't go over well with a live stock
These are serious times there are serial killers
Next to the ugliest house on the block
I heard that they hate my house a lot
They say I ain't got a shot
I know I ain't got a shot
Yea so what
[Chorus]
Entertainments where it's at
Reality re-runs on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I'd wear his love if I had a hard hat
I would run but I hate the cops
Sirens roaring guns go pop
And rock 'n' roll's become hip-hop
Oh well
So what (whistle)
Oh hell  
Oh fuck  
[Verse]
I swear to God I know I'm a sinner
But I think I like sinning a lot
He saved me in the river
So I'll stay in the ugliest house on the block
I'll stay in this ugly house til I rot
Be glad for what I got
[Chorus]
Entertainments where it's at
Reality re-runs on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I'd wear his love if I had a hard hat
I would run but I hate the cops
Sirens roaring guns go pop
And rock 'n' roll's become hip-hop
[Interlude]
(vocalising)
[Chorus]
Entertainments where it's at
Reality re-runs on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I'd wear his love and I had a hard hat
I would run but I hate the cops
Sirens roaring guns go pop
And rock 'n' roll's become hip-hop
You can't be something that you're not
When I go lay my head down
I want a man to stay around
Who'll live in this ugly house
Oh well  
So what (whistle)
Oh hell  
Oh fuck

The Ugliest House On The Block

Beth Hart