Celebrate my death for the good times I've had, For the work that I've done and the friends that I've made. Celebrate my death,… — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
I'm so respectable I'm getting scared ... I must be doing something wrong. — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
Some other eyes will look around, and find the things I've never found. — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky, Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes all the same. — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
“And they all have pretty children, And the children go to school, And the children go to summer camp, And then to the university,… — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
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. — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
Just a little rain falling all around The grass lifts its head to the heavenly sound Just a little rain, just a little rain… — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
God Bless the grass That grows through the crack They roll the concrete over it To try and keep it back The concrete gets… — Malvina Reynolds Copy Share Image
