The Wife, the Kids, and the White Picket Fence

[Produced by David Bottrill] [Verse 1: Darroh Sudderth] Mail order brides Turtlenecks and trophy wives Had the ways and means to breach The borders of easy street And to blend right in We all surrounded them in a white picket fence Now both ends meet [Chorus: Darroh Sudderth] Sufficed to say there's a time and a place, so I wait For the tug of war and who you'll pull for While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line That burns at both our good ends [Verse 2: Darroh Sudderth] Two peas in a pod A battle axe and a bastard child Took one step more And went straight to the source And to blend right in They opened fire with their rain checks spent To make ends meet [Chorus] [Bridge: Darroh Sudderth] Go on, paint the whole town red I'd rather follow who cleans up the mess And so I wait [Chorus]