Guv'Ment - Roger Miller

Well, you dad-gum government

You sorry so 'n' so’s

You got your damn hands in every pocket

Of my clothes

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government

Oh don’t you know

Oh don’t you love 'em sometimes

Well you dad-gum government

You better pay attention

You’re sittin' up there like a fool’s convention

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government

Oh don’t you know

Oh don’t you love 'em sometimes

Well you soul selling no-good

Son-of-a-shoe-fittin' firestarters

I ought to tear your no good

Perambulatory bone frame

And nail it to your government walls

All of you, you Bastards

You da-gum government

You sorry rackafratchits

You got yourself an itch a

And you want me to scratch it

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government

Of don’t you know

Oh don’t you love 'em sometime

Well you soul selling no-good

Son-of-a-shoe-fittin' firestarters

I ought to tear your no good

Perambulatory bone frame

And nail it to your government walls

All of you, you Bastards

Well, you dad-gum government

You sorry so 'n' so’s

You got your damn hands in every pocket

Of my clothes

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government

Oh don’t you know

Oh don’t you love 'em sometimes