Bigass Crater In The Backyard

[E]There's a bigass [B]hole out in the[E] backyard
[A]And it seems to be getting [E]bigger every[B]day
[E]Well this land that is [D]owned by a [E]stranger  [A]
[E]Sends the taste of [B]fear right through my [D]bra[Eb]in  [E]    [B]      [E]

Now the r[B]ain, it could come and fill it up
   [E]full of water
[A]Where the rocks can skip [E]as the fish can school
   as the sun reflects as it [B]sets
[E]Or the trucks they could come and they could
   [D]fill it up full of [E]concete   [A]
Where the [E]cars would park and the [B]buses will u[E]nload

If it's [A]water I'll swim it, if you[E] pave it I will skate it
In the middle of the[B] night
If you're[D] gonna sell chicken
I [A]pray to hell you cook/do it [B]right
[A]Gas station I will fill it or a [E]bar I would swill it
Or maybe an alley to [B]both
Bigass [D]crater in the backyard
I [A]hope that you stay a [E]hole

Ain't nothing like bumper-to-bumper traffic
When the clock is ticking and you've got some place to go
Well you grind your teeth
   and you crush and squeeze your to go cup
Ain't nothing but crap that's on the radio

[B]Road rage will be [E]eliminated
As the [B]walking distance is so very [E]underrated
And my [B]belly, hopefully, will be [E]deflated
I [A]wish I knew just [E]what it was [B]going to [E]be

Let's fire up the truck and go out and do us some doughnuts
Take advantage of that space while it's still there
You just turn the wheel and stomp your heel to the floor
Hold your left hand out the window with that lit flare

Ain't it strange that the change is inevitable
Open range is rearranged and become sellable
And my brain is deranged with the unthinkable
I wish I had a couple of mil so I could set things right

Chrous
Bigass crater in the backyard
I hope that you stay a hole