Pleasant Valley Sunday

My friend Scott and I were talking the other day about how in todays world you live under the spyglass of everyone else. You are expected to be the same as everyone in your neighborhood. My recent post about the lawn sparked conversations about how our lawn is inadequate, and how we need to fix that.

For fun, he sent me these lyrics for Pleasant Valley Sunday.

They made me smile.

The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
serenade the weekend squire, who just came out to mow his lawn

Another pleasant valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care

See Mrs. gray she's proud today because her roses are in bloom
Mr. green he's so serene, he's got a TV in every room

Another pleasant valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand

Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul and make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray, to places far away
I need a change of scenery

Ta ta ta...

Another pleasant valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
another pleasant valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land

another pleasant valley Sunday...