One more day till I get my monthly paycheck and can stop sneaking my flask into bars and eating bread-heel-and-mustard sandwiches.

The price of bread may worry some,
but it don’t worry me,
and tax relief may never come,
it don’t worry me.
‘Cause in my empire, life is sweet,
just ask any bum you meet,
and life might be a one-way street,
it don’t worry me.

It Don’t Worry Me, from Nashville

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