Happy With Things The Way They Are
Homer: Around the house, I never lift a finger
As a husband and a father, 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.
Lisa: I'm getting used to never getting noticed
Bart: I'm stuck here till I can steal a car.
Marge: The house is still a mess
And I'm going bald from stress
Bart, Marge & Lisa: But we're happy, just the way we are.
Ned: They're not perfect
But the Lord says "Love thy neighbour."
Homer: Shut up, Flanders.
Shary: Don't think it's sour grapes
But you're all a bunch of apes
And so I must be leaving you!