So, your neigbor howls at the moon?
and what ya do? ya smile and listen to him wail,
coz' he's a coyote, he's got four paws and a tail.

there ain't much to the left o' here, ain't much to the right,
xcept'n my house there ain't a single  built thing in sight.

when They come round, they ask, "Why, oh, do you stay ? "

	There's alot a nothing all around here.
	There's alot of nothing,  around here.
	There's alot of nothing,  around here.
	There's alot of nothing,  around here.
 
Why can't they see? All of what's infront a me.
Over there, in the  valley 'dere there's trees that reach the sky,
down here they're a little shorter tho, coz here it's a little dry.
There's wolves in the woods, and coyotes out on the hills,
and  multicolored scorpion (don't step on 'im, he'll cause you pain)
And cactus flowers af-ter the rain.

When They ask me that, I look at Them with some sence of incred-ulity,
Wonderin' if all of this has been hit with some spell of invis-ibill-ity

If all of this is Nothin', then, there sure is alot a' Nothing 'round here.
	There's alot of nothing,  around here.
	There's alot of nothing,  around here.
	There's alot of nothing,  around here.

They look at me, for an answer, for awhile, 
and I look right back at them and smile.
In  the meantime the sun sets across the mountains to the west,
and a single hawk glides across the sky.
and I say, "there are many reasons,
why I stay here in this place, 
but I'll tell you the number one  reason why:"

	"There's alot of nothing,  around here."
	"There's alot of nothing,  around here."
	"There's alot of nothing,  around here."
	"There's alot of nothing,  around here."

They shake their heads in confusion, and wander on their way,
and I wouldn't have it  any other way.

Coz if They were to stay here, 
They'd bring all their Something,
'n mebbe build a shopping mall, 
and that would just ru-in it all.

Coz then there wouldn't be alot a' Nothing round here,
	a-lot a' nothing round here,
	a-lot a' nothing round here,
	a-lot a' nothing round here.

Hear  that there? 
It's my neighbor, howlin' at the moon,
he sings to the sky.
And I sing too, I'm very happy in this place

	Coz', there's alot of Nothing, 'round here. 
	There's alot of Nothing, 'round here. 
	There's alot of Nothing, 'round here. 
	There's alot of Nothing, 'round here. 
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