p.v

Down in the holler,where the pine trees sway,
 the kids go hungry,while the grown folks play.
beakers and bottles fill the sink baby's diaper 
so full it drags behind his feet.no time to tend to little billy
got to finish cooking this chicken Willy.ol wood stove 
is getting hot,Coleman cans starting to pop,by daylight
daddy will be back on top.kick that door open man I can't 
breath......pitbull out there on the chain barking at the moon
Few more minutes and I might be too.its a full time job 
being a crook, baby's got to eat so all you got might get took.
save your dirty looks I got no shame,this is how the trailer park 
made me man.