Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Country Song


was on my couch
when the news came down
"there is no will in it, gentlemen"
and i wondered what to do

and the soda cups
were trod, red white and blue
and the world
did as it would

and then somehow
we're in that phoenix airport
and someone finally knows
what amex is

and it's the dead cat bounce,
the dead cat bounce
and i don't care, i don't care

i know those furs will walk
when the index tanks
it's ok, it's ok
just ring me up another one

the years are cool and short
and cigarettes are back in style
come on back in the house --
let's trade a while

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