Simpsons - Happy With Things the Way They Are Lyrics

Around the house, I never lift a finger!
As a father and husband I'm sub-par.
I'd rather drink a beer than win father of the year!
I'm happy with things the way they are.
I'm getting used to never getting noticed.
I'm stuck here 'till I can steal a car.
The house is still a mess and I'm going bald from stress,
but we're happy with things the way they are.
They're not perfect, but the Lord says love thy neighbor.
Shut up Flanders.
Okally-Dokaly-Doo!
Don't think I'm sour grapes but your all a bunch of apes!
And so I must be leaving you!