Music for Regime Change, Part One

In a single day, I've received two pieces of music inspired by the changing of the guard here in the United States.

The first came from Matt Farmer, Chi-town musicmaker and blogger, bluestatecowboys.blogspot.com , who sent me his new composition "Crawl Back to Crawford," about the outgoing Prez returning to his "ranch" (note: the locals still call it the old Englebrecht Hog Farm). I don't think he's gonna spend as much time there as up in Dallis, which is prolly a good thing from the standpoint of Crawford locals. All's I know is that Puff Dieterich, operator of Great Shapes hair salon, will once again be the Queen Bee of Crawford now that the speeding black car motorcades are going away.

Here's the lyrics:

CRAWL BACK TO CRAWFORD
(© 2008 Matt Farmer)

VERSE
Well, for eight long years we've been payin' your rent
But now your lease done run
And all our money's been spent
So pack up your bags
And take a last look around
At how you drove a great nation straight into the ground

CHORUS
<<01 Crawl Back To Crawford 1.mp3>>
And don't let the door
Hit you in the ass on the way out
Don't bother with the goodbyes
Just make sure that you stay out
There ain't no need to call
No need to write
We don't even need you to turn out the light
Just crawl back to Crawford, brother
Promise that you'll leave us alone

VERSE
Every step of the way, your story's been the same
Just cruisin' through the world
On your daddy's name
You had the oilmen friends
You had the Skull and Bones
But it never would have happened if your name was Jones

REPEAT CHORUS

BRIDGE
Slam dunk, privatize, deregulate
Tax cuts, trickle down
The politics of hate
Flag pin, waterboard
Intelligent design
You were handed your throne by just five of the nine

REPEAT CHORUS X2