On Top of Old Asphalt
(to the tune of “On Top of Old Smoky”)


On top of old asphalt
All covered with grease
I went looking for Main Street
Oh, where is it please.

Just cars by the thousands
‘Tween lots of big stores
Belchin’ smoke and pollution
For miles and more

So next time a rich man
Says “Let me do what I please”
I’ll say “Thanks but no thanks, sir,
I’m keeping the keys.”

04-Jun-2006