The Sun Turns Our Patio Into A Lifeless Hell The Dead Milkmen

I slapped a child across the mouth today
It wanted to go outside
To go outside and play

But the sun turns our patio into a lifeless hell
Yes, the sun turns our patio into a lifeless hell

I lost my job at the financial firm
Did nothing wrong
No, it was just my turn
Can't afford no fancy awning to block the sun's rays
I watch my neighbors shake their heads and say

That the sun turns our patio into a lifeless hell
The sun turns our patio into a lifeless hell

I found my wife curled up into a ball
Crying her eyes out in our shower stall
In my dreams, we gather on the patio once more
Everything is pleasant
Our fortunes have been restored
Hey look! There's Grandpa
He's alive again
My wife still talks to me
And we still have our friends