Puttin’ People on the Moon (Vocal Recut / Remixed / Remastered)

Mary Alice had a baby

And she looked just like I did

We got married on a Monday

And I been working ever since

Every week down at the Ford Plant

But now they say they're shutting down

Goddamned Reagan's in the White House

And nobody gives a damn

Double-digit unemployment

TVA is shutting soon

While over there in Huntsville

They puttin' people on the moon

So I took to runnin' numbers for the man I used to know

And I sell a few narcotics and I sell a little blow

I ain't getting rich now, but I'm gettin' more than by

It's really tough to make a living but a man just got to try

If I died in Colbert County, would it make the evening news?

They're too busy blowin' rockets, puttin' people on the moon

Mary Alice, quit askin' why I do the things I do

I ain't sayin' that she likes it, but what else I'm gonna do?

If I could solve the world's problems, I'd probably start with hers and mine

They can put a man on the moon

But I'm stuck down here, just scraping by

Mary Alice got cancer just like everybody here

It seems everyone I know is gettin' cancer every year

And we can't afford no insurance, I've been ten years unemployed

So she didn't get no chemo and our lives, they was destroyed

Nothin' ever changes, cemetery gets more full

And now over there in Huntsville, even NASA's shut down too

Motherfucker in the White House said a change was comin' 'round

But I'm workin' at the Walmart, Mary Alice, in the ground

And all them politicians, they're all lyin' sacks of shit

They say better days upon us, but it's sucking left hind tit

And the preacher on the TV says it ain't too late for me

But I bet he drives a Cadillac

Woo!

And I wish I'z still an outlaw, was a better way of life

I could clothe and feed my family

Still have time to love my pretty wife

If you say I'm being punished

Ain't he got better things to do?

Turnin' mountains into oceans