The good people built those houses with their handsnAnd taught their daughters to play on tin drum setsnWhile an old man put a grandkid on the pianonAnd they played chopsticks until their hands went deadnAnd cats were thrown off the backs of trucks and ambled up the yard to us nSingin' all I want is a bed to lie in lovin' arms for me to die innAnd the garbage man took the cans he can with Mrs. Van Holzer nIf he wants to no he can't, no he can't 'cus he's a married mannAnd if Mr. Van Holzer found out, with his short tempernYou know what he will do? nAnd she was singing true but the garbage man's the only one can dance real bluenAnd pretty soon the fire trucks and ambulance were singing toonThey were singin Ooo....nnSo if you move out west it's best to keep a close eye on your kids and petsnCus big birds have been known to divenAnd carry those precious things to heavy heightsnAnd drop them in a fieldnWhile sad sisters all come down to kneel and hold their hands to their heartsnThey've learned to lock all of the things they love upnYeah they were cryinnThey were lyin in the fieldsnThey were singin from the places where they kneelednYeah they were singin, nThey were singin,nThey were singin Ooo...nnSomeone in my head said when all you have is land things with wings can present themselves as a pretty big damn threatn(Repeat)nAnd the garbage men, and the ambulance nOh lovin sisters, tin drum sets, nMarried women and their men,nThey all were singin Ooo...