Little boxes on the hillside,
 Little boxes made of ticky tacky
 Little boxes on the hillside,
 Little boxes all the same, 
 There's a green one and a pink one 
 And a blue one and a yellow one
 And they're all made out of ticky tacky
 And they all look just the same. 

 And the people in the houses
 All went to the university
 Where they were put in boxes
 And they came out all the same
 And there's doctors and lawyers
 And business executives
 And they're all made out of ticky tacky
 And they all look just the same. 

 And they all play on the golf course
 And drink their martinis dry
 And they all have pretty children 
 And the children go to school,
 And the children go to summer camp
 And then to the university
 Where they are put in boxes 
 And [bad word] out all the same. 

 And the boys go into business
 And marry and raise a family
 In boxes made of ticky tacky
 And they all look just the same,
 There's a green one and a pink one 
 And a blue one and a yellow one
 And they're all made out of ticky tacky
 And they all look just the same.