WINTER SNOW's blog: "simple man"

Well, Master Joe got the master plan He got a hat full of sugar Folks said, "You a lucky man" One night he just disappeared And all we found was his hat in a clearing Down by the 7-11 Folks cried, someone said he died But I know Joe didn't go to heaven No He went looking for trouble It was in his eyes She was a dime a dozen And they were two of a kind Cherry Blue and Mighty Mouse Kinda quiet girl And she was supposed to be Back at the house With the kids and the dog And "tonight we're rocketeers," Said Mouse And I know a little joint upstairs In the back Where we can sweat it all out And laugh And without a doubt They were, out Looking for trouble The real kind She was a dime a dozen And they were two of a kind How many times Have you said to yourself Hey, I feel like a yo-yo I've been here too long I bet if you asked them Our heroes would say, Hey, we're already gone I know, somehow I know How many times Have you said to yourself Hey, pack up and go I've been here too long I bet if you asked them Our heroes would say, Hey, we're already gone I know, somehow I know How do I know that Mouse Yeah And off they drove Late night, still life Paper moon shinin' brilliantly I'm sure he thinks that's cool 'cause any Moon or Mouse Says he's a friend of hers and this one will do just fine So what do you say We go lookin

I ain't nothing but a simple man Call me a redneck, I reckon that I am But there's things goin' on that make me mad down to the core I have to work like a dog to make ends meet There's crooked politicians and crime in the street And I'm madder than hell and I ain't gonna take it no more We tell our kids to just say no And then some panty waist judge lets a drug dealer go And he slaps him on the wrist and he turns him back out on the town Well, if I had my way with people sellin' dope I'd take a big tall tree and a short piece of rope And hang 'em up high and let 'em swing till the sun goes down Chorus: Well you know what's wrong with the world today People done gone and put their Bibles away There livin' by law of the jungle not the law of the land Well the good book says it, so I know it's the truth An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth You'd better watch where you go And remember where you've been That's the way I see it I'm a simple man Now, I'm the kind of man that wouldn't harm a mouse But if I catch somebody breakin' in my house I've got a twelve gauge shotgun waitin' on the other side So don't go pushin' me against my will I don't want to have to fight you but I durn sure will So if you don't want trouble that you'd better just pass me on by As far as I'm concerned there ain't no excuse For the raping and the killing and the child abuse And I've got a way to put and end to all that mess You just take those rascals out in the swamp Put them on their knees and tie 'em to a stump And let the rattlers and the bugs and the alligators do the rest