Oh my little country cottage, in the woods down by the river
Winding down the lane, lined with little purple flowers
I stop to gather berries, for my rustic summer kitchen
I eat my little sandwich and it tastes like crap

Oh I've got my little garden, and my peas just started sprouting
My kitty's bounding happily, in the sun she's very happy
And I've got my little shovel, for weeding and for digging
Gonna learn to play the flute and kill myself