Unfair Prospects lyrics

My father`s in the house and I`m left here out back.
He wants me to do yardwork
But my cat`s in the sack.
He tells me to follow him, he thinks that I`ve been bad.
I think this house is way off base
But my cat`s in the bag.
I fear the mower, reap the harvest
climb the tower and look the farthest away from here.
There`s got to be away.
From here,
there`s got to be a way from that.
But my cat`s in the back