I live in a mansion across from the parkway -nreal estate values are a tricky, tricky thing, love.nI live in a shanty shack up in the beltway,nthere are people all around me.nWe burn our compost outside of the cul-de-sacnso all the fumes keep away all the pesky, pesky little critters.nOur parents dreamt for us, held us so dearly.nWe're all just spoiled, pesky little critters.nnLet's take a walk through the parking lot (our summer recreation camp).nSome times kept out, some times left in, it's our inaction.nWe burn our compost outside of the cul-de-sacnso all the fumes keep away all the pesky, pesky little critters.nOur parents dreamt for us, held us so dearly.nWe're all just spoiled, spoiled, pesky little critters.nnI walk around this neighborhood,nI can't believe my fucking eyes.nBut we won't play your game.nWe're not playing! We're not!