Ballad of a Dead Beat

[CoffeeDrinker]

Spoken like a drunken hunter in Aspen Colorado: gruff and grim and on the edge of breaking down and going back to his mother, but only flashes of that desire can be sensed in his inebriated state. Also a sense of covering it all up like it's just the way it is must be intoned. I'll put up a recording soon.

Them thar workin men sold me a telephone
He wrapped it up in a box complete
with every kind of foam.
He said it's for the best
so you don't have to be alone
So them thar workin men sold me a telephone

Them thar workin men sold me a mobile home
He dragged it along in record time
and plopped it on my Zone.
It had room enough for two
So you don't have to be alone
Them thar workin men sold me a mobile home

Them thar bankin men sold me a gracious loan
Wrote it up in seconds flat
and shook my hands to the bone
With a big ol smile he said to me
That you can now live on your own
So Them thar bankin men sold me a gracious loan

Them thar bankin men said with a friendly tone
that I'm late on all my payments
and that I'll have to pawn what I own
With a coughing laugh he said don't worry
as he shifted in his throne
but I better get a move on
the bankin men said with a friendly tone

Them thar workin men had my hous'a town
They drove up one day and yanked it away
with a truck I once had known
They said it happens all the time
And now I'm all alone
them thar workin men had my hous-a town

Them thar lady folk took me in their home
they laughed a while at my plight
but then they all started to moan
about how I didn't mind hanging round
with not a penny of my own
So them thar lady folk threw me out their home

 

[malakaix]

Awesome man! Really enjoyed reading that, the description of how it would sound works really well with the mental image of reading through it.. thanks for sharing.

 

[Mind-Melt]

i liked it, even though it was hard to read at times.