Hope you don’t mind, Bob Dylan,
I borrowed this
Bastardised it a bit
to reflect our times
I think you know how it goes…
Yeah I think you know well how it goes.
I ain’t gonna work on MAGA’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on MAGA’s farm no more
Well, I wake in the morning
Fold my hands and watch reality drain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin’ me insane
It’s a shame the way they bow to him on the floor…
1/n




