More out of left field crazy country lyrics: “It never made a profit so I give it out for free. It doesn’t matter either way that’s how it’s gonna be. In any case the fixing it is not all up to me & I ain’t much use to bring along, but what will be will be. The answer’s never where you’re looking, stop looking @ me. I’ll have 2 charge admission & u can’t afford my fee.” I’ll be here all night. I ain’t wearing the hat because you’re supposed to be throwing money in it, right? Living the dream, right? Well, it’s somebody’s dream. I never wanted a guitar-shaped swimming pool or nothing, but maybe a bit of a concrete pond in the back yard and a fence to keep it private would do. Of course, there’s the money to think about. Gives you pause, don’t it? That’s what the hat’s for, remember? It ain’t a tip. It’s for services rendered. As if that was enough to hold up the rest of your life you carved away just learning how to play that last fifteen or so minutes. Yeah, thats the Art of the Midwest as I learned it. Oh, but that’s so Appalachian, ain’t it? JD Vance might think I made it up. LOL.
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