Andy Seven

Reno, Tahoe, Vegas

Reno, Tahoe, Vegas
Buddha, Mohammed, Jesus
from the streets to the sheets
on my heels in my wheels
Reno, Tahoe, Vegas
black sheep to London, New York, and Paris

I went looking for America
but alas, she didn’t want me
no drugs in my jeans for her, you see
she was an opioid whore
gone to seed
sluttony, gluttony and selfish greed

Scarsdale to Scottsdale
Austin to Boston
give me your tired
give me your poor
so I can throw them in prison
that’ll teach them for sure

Come on little son
turn on little girl
pull out your cracked harmonica
let’s go discover America

America cares
like a bandage at a beheading
the lizard eternally shedding
itself from the rest of the world
like a spoiled teenage girl

How can you call this
the land of the free
get me some drunks to spell “liberty”
line my jails with hobos and whores
white people lynching
round the Christmas tree

Never cared much for that city life
didn’t buy into that country hype
All the valleys and the alleys
gaudy sports cars
crashing into gaudier sports bars
kids hawking outdated Maps To The Stars

Come on little son
turn on little girl
pull out your cracked harmonica
let’s go discover America

Didn’t really care for Route 66
all it ever did was dump me off
in the sticks
Fifties diners mobbed by drunken Shriners

This world spin and spun
like carnival art
until it looks like something
that makes you want to throw darts

Come on little son
turn on little girl
pull out your cracked harmonica
let’s go discover America

Aka Disc Over America