Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky, Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes, all the same. There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one They're all made out of ticky-tacky, And they all look just the same.
And the people in houses who went to the university, where they were put in boxes, And they all came out the same. There's doctors and lawyers And business executives, They're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same.
And they all play on the golf-course, And drink their Martini dry, And they all have pretty children, And the children go to school. And the children go to summer camp And then to the university, They all get put in boxes And they all come out the same.
And the boys go into business, And marry, raise a family, And they all get put in boxes, Little boxes, all the same. Yeah a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same.