Arts
The theme this week is Country! Given that two of our hosts play and write in a Country Rock band, they should knock it out the park. Or the country park, if you will.This week’s pieces:CHARLIECloggoIt was 1889They built this dirty maze of mineI keep things moving right below your feetWhere the sun don't shineIs where I spend my timeI know it better than I know the streetAll weekI'm knee-deep(But My girl is) so sweetWhen I leave it behindTil one day I saw thatShe was on her backWith the guy the keeps the drains in town intactNow when you're feeling fineIn 2099You won't know what's right below your feetIt's my babyAnd the drain man maybeThe other sewer rats have had a treatBENCloggedWhen you asked, in your gentle toneTo use the most private part of my homeI was torn to tell the tawdry truthThat room belies my ample youthI would not wait on this stalemateMy body’s a temple I desecrateNow the pipes are packed, the flow is lowAnd I don’t know when I’ll next goTo save us both the grievanceI’d find another convenienceCloggedI got cloggedNow I cannot find my way through the fogCloggedI got cloggedNow my love is like a broken bogMATTGot CloggedWhen you left meI was torn in twoBetweenTwo halves of broken heartacheLike this I’ve never seenBefore I canmake it to my feetI’ve hung my head and cried.But I’m a rock.And I gotta keep rolling on.Cos if I don’tI know I won’t be the manThat I want to beI’ll be stuck in a rutI’ll be too cut up to seeWhat else is out thereAnd I ain’t standingNo, I ain’t standingI ain’t standing for that.You’ve taken12 of my yearsfrom meBut None of that crossed your mindwhen it cameto your cheating heartWhen you sat me downIn this old chairTo tell me you no longer cared...I’ll be a rockI gotta keep rolling on.