Lyrics Beth Hart – The Ugliest House On The Block

If it’s not one thing it’s another
Flies buzzing around big as hawks
I’m not just screaming for my supper
I live at the ugliest house on the block

I’ve been trying to make a little money
If you got the honey I got the pot
I’m tired hearing you’re so lonely
I live in the ugliest house on the block
Get the hell off my lot
Yeah get the hell off my lot
Yeah so what

Beating on a dead horse for filler
I don’t go over well with the live stock
These are serious times there are serial killers
Next to the ugliest house on the block
I heard that they hate my house a lot
They say I ain’t gotta shot
I know I ain’t gotta shot

Entertainment’s where it’s at
Reality reruns on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I’d wear his love if I had a hard hat
I would rob, but I hate the cops
Sirens roar and guns go pop
And Rock ‘n Rolls become Hip Hop
Oh well
So what
Yeah so what

I swear to God I’m not a sinner
I know God likes me a lot
He has saved me in the river
So I’ll stay in the ugliest house on the block
I’ll stay in this ugly house til I rot
Be glad for what I got

Entertainment’s where it’s at
Reality reruns on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I’d wear his love if I had a hard hat
I would rob but I hate the cops
Sirens roar and guns go pop
And Rock ‘n Roll’s become Hip Hop

Oh nana oh nana na oh nana nana oh nana oh nana oh na na na
Na na na na

Entertainment’s where it’s at
Reality reruns on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I’d wear his love if I had a hard hat
I would rob but I hate the cops
Sirens roar and guns go pop
And Rock ‘n Roll’s become Hip Hop
You can’t be something that you’re not
And when I go lay my head down
I want a man to stay around
We’ll live in this ugly house
Oh well
So what
Yeah so what
Oh hell
This sucks