They live like kings and queens
Be happy in your own yard, yeah, your own yard
'Cause everything glitters that really ain't gold, yeah
All the [Incomprehensible] pain
But they're gonna have to make room for me
Steady running 'bout what [Incomprehensible]
Well, jealousy a cold thing [Incomprehensible]
Gotta make the most of what you got
On the best side of the town, sure enough
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard
Everything glitters that really ain't gold, no
Gotta look out for your own
Happy in your own yard
But the dog over there might be meaner
Future always look brighter
Stay in your own yard, stay in your own yard
Be happy in your own yard
On the best side of the town, yeah, yeah
It's not what it looks like, it really ain't gold
But they don't want to come back, no, no
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard
Steady keeping up [Incomprehensible]
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah
But then everybody wish to come over
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah
On the other side of the charts, yeah, yeah
The car in the driveway looks longer
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah?
Does anything ever go wrong there
