Wckr spgt - Unfair prospects Lyrics

My father s in the house and I m left here out back.
He wants me to do yardwork
But my cat s in the sack.
He tells me to follow him, he thinks that I ve been bad.
I think this house is way off base
But my cat s in the bag.
I fear the mower, reap the harvest
climb the tower and look the farthest away from here.
There s got to be away.
From here,
there s got to be a way from that.
But my cat s in the back.

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