(“Up to my Pockets in Tomahawks” by Wayne Shanklin)
So the toys in this song are pretty obsolete (“Coon skin cap’s in my favorite chair”? Gross!) but the sentiment is pretty universal. If this record were written about my house it would probably have to be based on this song because I’m usually tripping over stormtroopers, Jedi Knights and ugnaughts (okay, there’s actually only one of those).