I got so tired of the city life, thought I’d move myself on out to the country side. Get a little cabin in the woods down the way, lay back take it easy for the rest of my days, but oh I got so much more than I bargained for. Let me tell you about buyer’s remorse. Now my real estate agents got some questions he needs to be answering me.
Like maybe why late at night when I’m asleep in my bed, little green goblins crawl out the floor of my basement. I know what you’re thinking, the man must of flipped his lid to be making such ridiculous statements. But oh when the moon is full they come on through. They scream and yell and be raising hell just like goblins do. Makes me wonder just how much my real estate agent knew. I know it may sound crazy but I’m telling you it’s the truth.
Yeah they come out late at night, out of sight when the moon is high. Singing songs carrying on and dancing with no britches on. Two by two, four by four, they marching out my basement door.
They scream and swear, sing and shout. Every night let it all hang out. I’ve figured out there’s no way to deal with goblins on an all night reel. They getting drunk, slamming doors, pissing and shitting all over my floors, getting freaky with their goblin whores. I ain’t slept in days, can’t take much more. I’ll tell you right now that the smell is unbearable, like an old lady fart passing through an onion, it’s just terrible. It gets in to the carpet, and into the sofa and I ain’t got no doubt that no amount of febreeze is gonna get that smell out.
Yeah they come out late at night, out of sight when the moon is high. Singing songs carrying on and dancing with no britches on. Two by two, four by four, they marching out my basement door.
I say "Oooooh now" Mercy me and lord above. "Oooooh now" The goblins have taken over. "Oooooh now" So much for my time alone. "Oooooh now" They’ve run me out of house and home.