A House in the Country Lyrics

He don't need no sedatives to ease his troubled mind
At work he is invariably unpleasant and unkind
Why should he care if he is hated in his stately home
He's got a house in the country
And a big sports car
He's got a house in the country
And a big sports car
But he ain't got a home, oh no
He's got a wicked as can be
He's got a house in the country
Where he likes to spend his weekend days
He likes to drive the people in his office round the day
And I've heard his secretary is more than just a friend
He's got the cash, he can spend just what he likes
He's got a house in the country
And a big sports car
He's got a house in the country
And a big sports car
But he's socially dead, oh yeah
And it don't matter much to him
He's got a house in the country
Where he likes to spend his weekend days
Oh yeah, oh yeah, well all right
Well, he got his job when drunken Daddy tumbled down the stairs
From that day this boy is more than having his share
One of these days I'm gonna knock him off of his throne
He's got a house in the country
And a big sports car
He's got a house in the country
And a big sports car
Well he's oh so smug, oh yeah
He's got everything he needs
'Cause he's got a house in the country
Where he likes to spend his weekend days
Oh yeah, oh yeah, all right
House in the country
House in the country
House in the country
House in the country