Monday, January 21, 2008

King of the Road


By The Flying Piglet

Highway for sale or rent,
Raise every tax, fifty percent.
Your phone, your pool, your pets,
Luv' to tax those cigarettes!!!
Aah but,...
Two years of pushing through,
Schemes designed by you-know-who.
I'm a man of means, and that means,
I am,
King of the Road!


Third boxcar, midnight train,
Flying pigs ship to Cape May.
100 pages missing, too,
But,
I don't think they'll have a clue!
Oh yeah...
Smoke, mirrors,... I have found,
Help, to get my word around.
I'm a man of means, and that means,
I am,
King of the Road.


I know every judge on every bench,
All of their children, and all of their names,
Every Fed, and Imus, too,
so when no one's around

I sing ...

Highway for sale or rent,
Raise every tax, fifty percent!
Your phone, your pool, your pets,
Ha!
Luv' to tax those cigarettes!!!
Aah but,...
Two years of secrecy,
Buys the time I need, you see.
I'm a man of means, and that means,
I am,
King of the Road!


Highway for sale or rent,
Raise those tolls, ...800 percent!!!
Your phone, your pool, your pets,
Oh, I Luv' to tax those cigarettes!!!!
Aah but,...
75 years pushed on you,
Buys you debt you can't undo.
I'm a man of means, and that means,
I am,
King of the road!!

1 comment:

Squarehead said...

I grew up in Jersey. Born in Montclair. I can dig it. This is funny stuff. Sad, but funny.