out here we laugh out loud for the home folks
some of them twisting in the wind
tight jeans and raindrops on a metal roof
thought the place took plastic
but she would only take cash
forked over the bills and a few coins
almost worthless 'cept for slots
wished I'd brought my shades
wanna hide my eyes from the truth
expressions muted and upper lips stiff
lunatics surround the fire pit
and a harmonica blows
