[00:00.000] 作曲 : Kelvin Mercer/David Jolicoeur/Vincent Mason/Paul Huston/Ruth Copeland/Morris Dewayne Dickerson/Harold Brown/LeRoy Jordan/Charles Miller/Sylvester Allen/Jerry Goldstein/Lee Oskar Levitin/Howard Scott[00:00.725] 作词 : V. Mason/P. Huston/D. Jolicoeur/K. Mercer[00:01.450](Yo, something's wrong here. No, not again!)[00:06.936](Get the daisies for the...)[00:07.955]Potholes in my lawn[00:20.467]Everybody's sayin'[00:21.852]What to do when suckin' lunatics start diggin' and chewin'[00:25.535]They don't know that the Soul don't go for that[00:28.356]Potholes in my lawn[00:29.558]And that goes for my rhyme sheet[00:31.857]Which I concentrated so hard on, see[00:34.182]I don't ask for maximum security[00:36.663]But my dwellin' is swellin'[00:38.361]It nipped my bud when I happened to fall[00:40.764]Into a spot[00:41.940]Where no ink or an ink-blot[00:43.638]Was on a scroll[00:44.552]I just wrote me a new mot[00:46.067]But now it's gone[00:47.086]There's no[00:47.609]Suckers knew that I hate[00:48.653]To recognize that every time I'm writin'[00:51.083]It's gone[00:52.076](Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-a)[00:56.595](Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)[00:58.946]Potholes in my lawn[01:00.487]I've found that it's not wise[01:02.524]To leave my garden untended[01:04.562]Cause eyes have now pardoned all laws of privacy[01:08.271]Even paws are after my writer[01:10.361]See, I've found that everyone's sayin'[01:13.052]What to do when suckers are preyin'[01:15.821]On my well-guarded spreadsheets[01:18.459]Oh why, hell does it send up fleets[01:20.967]Of evil-doers through the big hole[01:23.605]To get to evil-doers who dig holes[01:26.218]Which leaves my lawn with lawn-chew[01:28.804]I think I'd better plant traces to give clues[01:31.129]Or better yet call 911[01:33.192]And when they get here I inform them I'm the Plug One[01:35.726]Open a chair and let them realize the reason[01:38.391]For concern of the Soul[01:39.697]Cause we've come down with a case of potholes[01:42.231](Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-a)[01:46.724](Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)[01:57.434]Potholes in my lawn[01:58.427](Who stole, who stole, who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?)[02:02.763]Now you got the method[02:04.591]What to do when you die[02:06.263]The death that I predict in 'Plug Tunin'[02:08.092]It's a shame that you deny to claim[02:10.417]That you stole my words of fame[02:12.454]That I wrote in my rhyme sheet[02:14.231]Which I concentrated so hard on, see[02:16.686]I don't ask for a barbed wire fence, B[02:19.246]But my dwellin' is swellin'[02:20.813]It nipped my bud when I happened to fall[02:23.217]Into a spot[02:24.418]Where no ink or an ink-blot[02:26.064]Was on a scroll[02:26.978]I just wrote me a new mot[02:28.546]But now it's gone 'cause those[02:30.009]Suckers knew that I hate[02:31.132]To recognize that every time I'm writin'[02:33.561]It's gone[02:41.293]Potholes in my lawn[02:43.357](Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-a)[02:48.764](Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)[03:06.188]Potholes in my lawn