I'm tellin' you once
and I ain't kiddin' 'round
you got two weeks to get outta town
Gonna give you two weeks
'till I break out the plow
and set the scarecrow free
from his stake in the ground
So long!
Roll on
The plow is greased
and it's ready to crease -
better get outta town
Tell me, daddy,
are you happy now?
Got yer back to the wall,
one kick sends you down
That old black magic
has spun silk in my head
It's much too late to turn back what's been done and said

No kind of cash
deflects the lash
If you chose to play -
there's hell to pay
Are you happy now?
The alarm's been set
for the monkey and pet
You got two weeks 'till -
I know that a man's
gotta make his ends meet,
but you soiled your sheets