I told you I'd leave some flares on  In case you ever wanted to find my home  You frowned and said "Well the dang law should arrest ya"  This old house keeps falling apart  So I went down to the local Wal-Mart  And brought this Coleman lantern to impress ya    'Cause every light in the house is blown  I keep on clappin' but they don't clap on  House looks like where the Amish live  There's really no point to pay the power bill  'Cause every light in the house is blown  The numbers won't even light up on my telephone  'Cause every light in the house is blown    It got awful dang depressin'  The bulbs all blew out one by one  And I just can't afford right now to replace 'em  Until then I'll sit here in the dark  'Cause I can't get this old generator to start  Now I've got four batteries but I don't wanna waste 'em    'Cause every light in the house is blown  I'd love to sell the place but it can't be shown  Looks just like where the Clampetts lived  Before they packed up and moved to Beverly Hills  Every light in the house is blown  No more reading Country Weekly while I'm on the throne    'Cause every light in the house is blown  Can't see a thing 'til the crack of dawn  House looks like where Ben Franklin's born  Before he flew a kite in an electrical storm  Every light in the house is blown  I was hopin' maybe Trace would float me a loan  'Cause every light in the house is blown