Now that the furniture's returning to the ReTail store

Your flowers are dead and all of your

villagers ignored

Take this moment to decide

Should you have taken out that loan
become indebted to Nook's Homes?

 

Public works are still on hold

What would you say to dear Barold?

 

CHORUS
Then maybe one day you'll come around

Mayor again in your Asstown

 

The stupid things we used to say

Were sent in letters every day

Treasured by villagers like a prize

To share with mayors who came to pry

 

Now that the only villagers left

Are the ones you never met

Take stock of weeds that carpet the floor

You don't live there anymore

 

CHORUS

Then maybe one day you'll come around

Mayor again in your asstown

(Once was/more a happy home)