Oh, Weeds...

Not only I love the sitcom Weeds, I love the title track too. Not for any other reason, but for the relevance it has with the Sri Lankan society where everybody wants their kids to one day become doctors, engineers and MBA grad’s; own a little boxy house that Ceylinco built; drive pajeros and corollas and send their little ones to the best college in Colombo. Aaaah, the wonderful Sri Lankan Dream..!

So here goes:

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky

Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same

There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one

And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university

Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,

And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives

And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,

And they all have pretty children and the children go to school

And the children go to summer camp and then to the university

Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family

In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

(Malvina Reynolds - Little Boxes)

Read my earlier post on Weeds here.