GUV’MENT — текст песни (Roger Miller)

Well, you dad-gum government
You sorry so `n` so`s
You got your damn hands in every pocket
Of my clothes

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government
Oh don`t you know
Oh don`t you love `em sometimes

Well you dad-gum government
You better pay attention
You`re sittin` up there like a fool`s convention
Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government
Oh don`t you know
Oh don`t you love `em sometimes

Well you soul selling no-good
Son-of-a-shoe-fittin` firestarters
I ought to tear your no good
Perambulatory bone frame
And nail it to your government walls
All of you, you Bastards

You da-gum government
You sorry rackafratchits
You got yourself an itch a
And you want me to scratch it
Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government
Of don`t you know
Oh don`t you love `em sometime

Well you soul selling no-good
Son-of-a-shoe-fittin` firestarters
I ought to tear your no good
Perambulatory bone frame
And nail it to your government walls
All of you, you Bastards

Well, you dad-gum government
You sorry so `n` so`s
You got your damn hands in every pocket
Of my clothes
Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government
Oh don`t you know
Oh don`t you love `em sometimes