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Raise\'n Duck Cup To Da Grapes Of Wrath

  Well there’s Hooverville 
   on the edge of the river haint nuttin boot flimsy cardboard     e’en with clothes will shiver waiting for tension to be released     like a arrow in a taut quiver

 major organs ready to burst open     cuz day r all a failin\' unless salvation does da liver from a stingy farmer     nada one of him a giver

 Hence a goin to Cali for n’ya
in battered up truck n wailin\' wah wah ta feed da chill n beasts o burr den –     ‘cept un shaw
if me pa will ever appear on Oprah
whar guest’s literary car –     rears into grand prix hoopla   An win free dim lifts us lock a hawk,     this kid rock will nah
dat he suffered faw a distant few cha migrants we may be – butta we bah
dog on judas priest, Christ and allah   Rose of Sharon wool extend     da family tree dat ma will live to see re:
charging the Joad jalopy     in part from me tink rin hands dat like ta mess     with oil hand stains one mo scar – craning neck 2 earn   An huh tha red badge of courage     upon this Okie hunched o’er with stiff back     while wounded knee   continually bunged up with utter glee at engine cough fin smoke     to git us free whar we kin sally in da pacific fields yipeee.