Lyrics Graham Parker

Graham Parker

Well Well Well

Country has drawbacks

The mud and the rain

The ticks and the bugs

And the rugged terrain

You gotta deal with people

Who are almost insane

Folks who operate with

Only part of their brain

You left me in the wilderness

And ran back to town

You just couldn't hack it, girl

You really let me down

And I thought when we came up here

We were gonna settle down

Now all I got is weather

And a hole in the ground

Well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well

Stick a fork in me, baby

Turn me over, I'm done, you can tell

Well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well

If this is heaven what must it be like in hell

Well, well, well

It all looks so idyllic in the real estate page

A handyman special, it's the latest rage

It's all you ever wanted, it's the very next stage

Get out of the city, stop rattling your cage

But look at the reality

And what do you know

The schools are bad

The restaurants suck

There's ten feet of snow

And the locals carry handguns

And they don't seem to know

The difference between

A man, a dog or a doe

Well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well

Stick a fork in me, baby

Turn me over, I'm done, you can tell

Well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well

If this is heaven what must it be like in hell

Well, well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well

Stick a pitchfork in me, baby

Turn me over, I'm done, you can tell

Well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well

If this is heaven what must it be like

If this is heaven what must it be like

If this is heaven what must it be like

If this is heaven what must it be like in hell

Well, well, well, well, well

Hey, well, oh, well

Well, well