Get Rich Quick

I am rural American trash

But it’s not funny or cute like a country song

It’s mostly sad and terrifying and the price of keeping my teeth is really, really high

I could blame the coca cola corporation or the reagan administration

Or the devaluation of public education

I’ve done my time in the trench of civility

I don’t want to die a victim of aww, shucks humility

I want to get rich quick

And don’t give me that shit

About money not solving problems

Stripped the copper wire out of San Francisco

The Chinese restaurants, the love and the drugs

The music and lead pipes and anyone who’s not wealthy and white/ straight out of Brooklyn

Sanitized, gentrified, spit shined Nashville into the glittery cowboy boot of the stars

I’m stuck down here in hoverboard disease land

With 37 bucks and a crowbar

I’m not attractive by societal standards

Or talented in an exploitable way

But my morals are loose and expendable

And I’m looking to get American paid

A diamond pinky ring and a really nice leather jacket

A couple cars in a driveway

Just tell me what I need to say