He's up at dawn with his robe half-tied

Muttering curses at the world outside

Ashtray mountains on the window sill

Coffee's gone cold he's drinking it still

Broom in hand sweeping concrete

Slippers slap pavement, dragging his feet

Rusty gate, bin stinking as well

And then he starts to yell

Get off my lawn (get off)

The grumpy king of the break of dawn

Get off my lawn (get off)

Cursing at the kids who cut across

He wants to shout it, no doubt about it

Whoa-oh-oh Get off my lawn

He's got a hose like it's locked and loaded

Sprays at the kids when their skateboards roll in

Plastic flamingos standing in rows

Marking the line where you shouldn't go

Trash can lid like a makeshift shield

Swears every footprint is a warrant sealed

Standing guard, itching for a fight

Screaming with all his might

Get off my lawn (get off)

Armed with a hose with the safety off

Get off my lawn! (get off)

Defends the grass he's standing on

He wants to spray it, he wants to slay it

Whoa-oh-oh Get off my lawn

Don't go near when the porch light's on

He's still out there when the night is gone

Step on the grass, you'll lose your soul

That's the law on Vista View Road

Every kid got a story to tell

About the old man, the neighbor from hell

Some say he snapped back in '83

Yelling at static on a broken TV

They whisper he once had a soldier's stare

Now he fights with a rake and a chair

Cross that yard and you're already gone

you'll hear his song

Get off my lawn (get off)

The ghost in the blinds still carries on

Get off my lawn (get off)

He'll haunt this block when he's long gone

He'll never leave here, forever be here

Whoa-oh-oh Get off my lawn