Cletus Lumbago - Sold my truck for a few seeds
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ok, I'll tell 'bout that day I made fortune for mine/ I's bought a piece o'land/ I's grew sum berries for wine/ my old man's been taught me that:/ "this you turn to gold"/ I's mold'em down/ the berries/ and the likwid I's sold/
oh, they drank and laught and danced/ and they gobbled for more/ I's had a'lots to does/ lots of berries on the floor/ so I crunk up the price/ and the drunks they went upset/ I got firing-sticks hit at me/ I set of to save my flesh/
they burned my piece o'land/ I wept a river for my work/ I's gone broke on my greed/ took a job as a stinkin clerk/ but the boss had only three teeth/ and fewer braincells left/ he forgot my paycheck twice/ and then he accused me for theft/
I's was banned from Drunkcity/ and an angry senile on me/ came to Smellbadvillage/ had to pay a minor toll fee/ it was here that I wanted/ to start all over again/ I's didn't have a plan/ but I had paper and pens/
I robbed a widdow farmer/ raped her and took her truck/ of course I wasn't myself/ and I's later ran amok/ following day/ I's called up the mayor/ I said I'll visit him with my flamethrower/
but it was a lie/ for I had no such thing/ but the threat worked and I wold the truck for a mill/ for the mill I bought a piece o'land and some seeds/ Im planning to grow brew/ and my up for my deeds/
the story end without silly rhyming, the same old story followed, with angry drunks and raped women...
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