The Manicured Lawns of Mansfield Avenue

What’s the difference tween Lie and Lay
Maybe it’s just a confection at the end of the day
To some it’s a crime
To some just the American way

I spat in the face of the muses
Like a bag the garbageman reuses
Gonna climb in the van set the
Control panel to cruise

The manicured lawns
The manicured lawns
The manicured lawns of Mansfield avenue

To me it doesn’t matter at all
If the mountains crumble and fall
I won’t give and inch you wont catch me playin with
Dolls

I’m the meanest person at least by twice
It’s only my words are nice
I sold them the nails they used to
Crucify Jesus Christ

The manicured lawns
The manicured lawns
The manicured lawns of Mansfield avenue

Come on daddy hit the slide trombone
I’ll blow wax paper thru a comb
I Ain’t never heard you play like that
Guess I wasn’t listenin
Guess that wasn’t
Where I was at

I could just as well sit back for a spell
As give all the neighbors a living hell
Punch drunk, overbite, lawsuit,
Farmer in the dell

Ask me to go I’ll probably stay
Ask me to stay I’m getting away
That ‘s the difference, the deliverance of
Lie and Lay

The manicured lawns
The manicured lawns
The manicured lawns of Mansfield avenue

(lyrics: Dan Bern)

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