Eggs on a Plate

[Verse]

Oh Lord, I got eggs on my plate

I got 'em, damn right

I got four walls, I live in here

Hey, I live in here

Now, this big Jew-man uptown

He told me one day

He said, 'Hey boy

You look at that house on the hill

That cost a hundred thousand dollars?

You could be up there!

You know what?

I'll put you on the hit parade

Everybody will know your name

Iggy!'

But man, hey Solomon

Who does my name belong to then?

What have I got? Four walls

What have I got? Four walls

I thank you, Lord

I thank you, Lord above

This orange carpet and the ceiling, I love it

I love this orange carpet and the ceiling above

Who left Murph the Surf on my ceiling?

Iggy!

Now here we go, boys

Oooh oooh

Oooh oooh

Hahahahahaha!

Four walls

Four walls

Four walls

Here I go

I'm looking for love again

I'm looking for love

I'm running from friend to friend

I'm looking for love in the wine

I'm looking for love in anybody I can find

Thank you God for the four walls I love

But are they secure?

Hey, God! Are you above? Are you?

Then tell me who let that fucking door half open?

Oh, Lord, I got something

I'll tell you what I got

Boys, I got this

Four walls, three walls

Two walls, four walls

But they can't talk, four walls

But they can't talk, four walls

But they can't talk, four walls

But if they could talk, what would they say?

They'd say, 'Hey Nash the Slash

Why did you leave your sticker on my

Forty-two dollar and fifty-cent suite'