Take the moneyits made of greenno need for water  it'll burn you clean  food in the blessing boxblistering screamorphans and widowstake your moneyholding out their handsfor the mold on the government cheesecash my farm check subsidystill who picks that...

The blade becomes implausible to survivalsharpened against time's compressionmixed with dust and sorrowswaiting on my lust to seepthis blood shed at your doorsteptip of the bladetill it's deep insidebite my lip until you taste itthen leave me here to...

The MightyLooking down on the river            watching the current flow by            as though time had stopped                she didn't know why      ...

Some PeopleI have a friendA real carnival barkerUp on an old Hickory stumpSelling the oilTelling anyone who would listenHow wonderful it isStill there is the limited amountSo get your's fastTruth be toldThe big storm took itWashed him cleanOf everything...