The beer cans rattle around
I'm idle in a neighboring town
The states just taking their time
They're bagging money all the while
And the honey to apologize
And the tricks for compromise
And a selfish sense of bitch
I could have sworn they was diggin the ditch
Then the kid was found in a blanket
It must have been an immigrant
And the honey to apologize
And the tricks for a compromise
But we got a little co-op farm
Mother nature's waging a war
Give the money to the Indian boy
And the honey to apologize
And the tricks for a compromise
And the honey to apologize
And the tricks for a compromise