Old Man Beet (The Lord of the Street)

I felt I was slacking off, so here's a little ditty about my mayor.

I might re-record the car-based demo I have and post it. I might not.

Lyrics

The Lord of the Street is Old Man Beet.
The Lord of the Street is normally at that corner.
Old Man Beet, he loved his beets.
He grows them on the park's good door.

That park's good door was always rotten.
That park's good door is practically coming down.
And now it grows some lovely beets.
And now it's good for the whole town.

Lord of the Street, that Old Man Beet,
he has other things and other ideas.
He wanted to supply the town
with lots of lovely pickled prunes.

Pickled prunes he found on the street
and may have fallen from a truck.
Pickled prunes he found on the street
and might be from someone's truck.

These pickled prunes they found on the street
they were really delicious.
Everyone thought they must be from some
fancy factory.

But these pickled prunes they found on the street
were homemade by the Old Man Greene.
He wanted to supply his mother with
something for her afterlife.

His mother is out in the old cemetary.
He brings her gifts and soliloquy.
He likes to read things to her stones,
and then he pokes around her bones.

That's not pertinant.
That's not pertinant to the story.
This is about Old Man Beet
and how he became the mayor today.

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