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Clean Up Your Own Back Yard

๐Ÿ‘ค Elvis Presley โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Bob Stanley & Pete Wiggs Present State Of The Union (The American Dream In Crisis 1967 - 1973) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:11
๐ŸŽต 1594 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:11 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 105649

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Back porch preacher preaching at me
Acting like he wrote the golden rules
Shaking his fist and speeching at me
Shouting from his soap box like a fool
Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed
With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
Heading for Sunday school

Clean up your own backyard (Amen)
Oh don't you hand me none of your lines (Hallelujah)
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
(Clean it up mister, clean it up mister)

Drugstore cowboy criticizing
Acting like he's better than you and me
Standing on the sidewalk supervising
Telling everybody how they ought to be
Come closing time 'most every night
He locks up tight and out go the lights
And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his wife
With his employee

Clean up your own backyard (Amen)
Oh don't you hand me none of your lines (Hallelujah)
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
(Clean it up mister, clean it up mister)

Armchair quarterback's always moanin'
Second guessing people all day long
Pushing, fooling and hanging on in
Always messing where they don't belong
When you get right down to the nitty-gritty
Isn't it a pity that in this big city
Not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
He could have been a little bit wrong

Clean up your own backyard (Amen)
Oh don't you hand me, don't you hand me none of your lines (Hallelujah)
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
(Clean it up mister, clean it up mister)

Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine.

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:12.76] Back porch preacher preaching at me
[00:17.70] Acting like he wrote the golden rules
[00:22.59] Shaking his fist and speeching at me
[00:27.56] Shouting from his soap box like a fool
[00:32.19] Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed
[00:34.88] With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
[00:37.22] Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
[00:39.72] Heading for Sunday school
[00:43.47] Clean up your own backyard (Amen)
[00:48.76] Oh don't you hand me none of your lines (Hallelujah)
[00:54.64] Clean up your own backyard
[00:58.26] You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
[01:02.81] (Clean it up mister, clean it up mister)
[01:05.57] Drugstore cowboy criticizing
[01:10.68] Acting like he's better than you and me
[01:15.26] Standing on the sidewalk supervising
[01:20.35] Telling everybody how they ought to be
[01:24.93] Come closing time 'most every night
[01:27.64] He locks up tight and out go the lights
[01:29.90] And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his wife
[01:32.58] With his employee
[01:36.04] Clean up your own backyard (Amen)
[01:41.39] Oh don't you hand me none of your lines (Hallelujah)
[01:47.13] Clean up your own backyard
[01:50.48] You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
[01:53.01] (Clean it up mister, clean it up mister)
[02:03.06] Armchair quarterback's always moanin'
[02:07.95] Second guessing people all day long
[02:12.66] Pushing, fooling and hanging on in
[02:17.52] Always messing where they don't belong
[02:22.35] When you get right down to the nitty-gritty
[02:24.93] Isn't it a pity that in this big city
[02:29.33] Not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
[02:31.54] He could have been a little bit wrong
[02:33.41] Clean up your own backyard (Amen)
[02:38.40] Oh don't you hand me, don't you hand me none of your lines (Hallelujah)
[02:44.31] Clean up your own backyard
[02:47.92] You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
[02:50.83] (Clean it up mister, clean it up mister)
[02:54.49] Clean up your own backyard
[02:57.78] You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine.
[03:00.77]

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