Thursday, December 09, 2004

This Land is My Land, Period

This land is my land,
go get your own land.
I’ll do what I want
while you go pound sand.
From the former forest
to the dirty water,
this land belongs to only me

As I was building
my ribbon of highway
I cut some trees
that got in my way.
I know they weren’t mine
but that is okay.
Nobody needs them anyway

CHORUS: This land is my land,
go get your own land.
I’ll do what I want
while you go pound sand.
From the former forest
to the dirty water,
this land belongs to only me.

I tore a camp down
and built a castle
because I’m rich
and I’m an asshole.
Because I built it
in front of you,
my house is now your only view

CHORUS

When I expanded
my lakefront palace,
I dredged the lake bed
with my big phallus.
I built a swim beach.
I paid a large fine.
I could afford it, so it’s mine.

CHORUS

When we’re done building
we’ll save a state park.
See, on the map there,
that little green mark.
Then all you deadbeats
can go and play there,
‘cause you don’t own as much as me!

This land is my land,
go get your own land.
I’ll do what I want
while you go pound sand.
From the former forest
to the dirty water,
this land belongs to only me!


OPTIONAL VERSE

I got a speed boat,
I got a jet ski.
I like whatever
my money gets me.
Don’t see pollution.
My beer still tastes fine.
You go get yours and I’ll get mine.

Woody’s wonderful tune is infinitely expandable and verses are fun to create. Go nuts. I did.

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