toby

ah, blucipherous
don’t be so sad
diebold was a’brewin’
and freedom was spewin’
all over the stained carpet
of our lovely ’71 Chevy Monza
with the fake tailpipes
we call a country
it was never o.k.
not ever
except inside the little bit-o’heaven
i call family
but outside
in the great halls of kansas
they’s lookin’ at the pikchers agin
of all ub dem bad tarrishts
gettin’ it but good from the Mighty Men
ooo-eee how they love to fondle those photos
heh-heh the rapist — get it? ha ha ha ha ha ha
that all played real well in the heartland
cause while the soul of america talks Tom and Ben
the heart of america likes it mean and hard
grim and stupid
old and rotten
sick and twisted
gristle and bone
the stupids won!
the stupids won!
yayyy!! haw haw!
what’s that flash?
i’m fired? what?
damn my luck
better get drunk
what’s on the tv
shut up.
haw haw haw
mean and hard.
grim and stupid.
conservative means criminal
and now we’re Criminal Nation
yayyy!! haw! haw!
tomorrow i think i’ll leave my
beautiful little bit-o’heaven
go out and think of new ways
to change their lives.