Trashin' it up just like you knew we would
Trashin' it up just like you knew we would
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
They got Poodles and pools and lawn mowers
Hitched up the trailer and my chickens and cows
Except my mobile home
Yeah, they're playing possum
While I'm living high on the Hog
Iced down a case of Bud
And there goes the neighborhood
And there goes the neighborhood
I started pickin' and a grinnin' and a drawin' a crowd
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
Everything I had was either borrowed or loaned
Cranked up the stereo in my old truck
There goes the neighborhood
Trashin' it up just like you knew we would
I got Pitt Bulls and pistols and ponds
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
There goes the neighborhood
Saved up my nickels and I turned it around
And there goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood
Called Uncle Vernon said, "Come cut the grass"
He showed up on his mower with a half empty flask
I couldn't wait to start unpackin' my stuff
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
Sayin', "Man, would you look at that?"
Pulled out the pink flamingos and I put 'em in front
You ought to see the people slowin' down when they pass
Moved right into town