text: Whats he building in there?
  What the hell is he building
  In there?
  He has subscriptions to those
  Magazines... He never
  Waves when he goes by
  Hes hiding something from
  The rest of us... Hes all
  To himself... I think I know
  Why... He took down the
  Tire swing from the Peppertree
  He has no children of his
  Own you see... He has no dog
  And he has no friends and
  His lawn is dying... and
  What about all those packages
  He sends. Whats he building in there?
  With that hook light
  On the stairs. Whats he building
  In there... Ill tell you one thing
  Hes not building a playhouse for
  The children whats he building
  In there?
  Now whats that sound from under the door?
  Hes pounding nails into a
  Hardwood floor... and I
  Swear to god I heard someone
  Moaning low... and I keep
  Seeing the blue light of a
  T.V. show...
  He has a router
  And a table saw... and you
  Wont believe what Mr. Sticha saw
  Theres poison underneath the sink
  Of course... But theres also
  Enough formaldehyde to choke
  A horse... Whats he building
  In there. What the hell is he
  Building in there? I heard he
  Has an ex-wife in some place
  Called Mayors Income, Tennessee
  And he used to have a
  Consulting business in Indonesia...
  But what is he building in there?
  What the hell is building in there?
  He has no friends
  But he gets a lot of mail
  Ill bet he spent a little
  Time in jail...
  I heard he was up on the
  Roof last night
  Signaling with a flashlight
  And whats that tune hes
  Always whistling...
  Whats he building in there?
  Whats he building in there?
  We have a right to know...