Favorite Song of the Day (Ides O' March)

Away from the Snakes by Tim Fite
(lyrics faithfully transcribed by a lonely goat.
I'm not sure if Blogger will censor them.)

heaven's to betsy the man's out to get me
he's raisin' my rent and he's takin' my money

while the rich get rich
well us poor don't get shit
except shit on by rich men,
shit on by women,
and shit on by everyone shitting

is there a place where i can go
away from the snakes and the liars?

heaven's to betsy the man's out to get me
he's poking my wife while he's pounding my money

while the rich get rich
well us poor don't get shit
except shit on by rich men
who shit on their women

is there a place where i can go
away from the snakes and the liars?
down by the lake where the wild wind blows
free from the weight of desire

that's what i'm talkin' about...
money
you ain't got it, but you want it...
fuck

is there a place where i can go
where the rich don't get rich
and the poor don't get shit on?

is there a place where i can go
where the rich don't get rich
and the poor don't get shit on...
by everyone shitting...
everyone shitting....
everyone shitting....
everyone...
shitting