What's He Building?

What's he building in there? What the hell is he building in there? He has subscriptions to those magazines He never waves when he goes by He’s hiding something from the rest of us He's all to himself I think I know why He took down the tire swing from the Peppertree He has no children of his own, you see He has no dog And he has no friends And his lawn is dying And what about all those packages he sends? What's he building in there? With that hook light on the stairs What’s he building in there? I'll tell you one thing He's not building a playhouse for the children What's he building in there? Now what's that sound from under the door? He's pounding nails into a hardwood floor And I swear to god I heard someone moaning low And I keep seeing the blue light of a T.V. show He has a router and a table saw And you won't believe what Mr. Sticha saw There's poison underneath the sink of course But there’s also enough formaldehyde to choke a horse What’s he building in there? What the hell is he building in there? I heard he has an ex-wife In some place called Mayors Income, Tennessee And he used to have a consulting business in Indonesia But what is he building in there? What the hell is building in there? He has no friends But he gets a lot of mail I'll bet he spent a little time in jail I heard he was up on the roof last night Signaling with a flashlight And what’s that tune he's always whistling What's he building in there? What's he building in there? We have a right to know...