...now I've got Robbie Fulks on my mind. Autumn brings out the twang.
"Cigarette State":
"Alabama's grand/(the state, not the band)."
And "At The Corner Of Eyelove And Ewe":
"There will be moonlit rides by coach and horse/a fine hotel, some intercourse/and later on, a big divorce/oh how badly it shall end!"
Fulks also wrote the stinging "Roots Rock Weirdos" (a short preview here) which, somebody once pointed out, could be effectively converted to "Math Rock Beardos" by changing just 19 words ("1951" for "1991," etc.).
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