Said the scalawag to the carpetbagger, 
"Let's hatch a plot so cloak-and-dagger 
A few monkey trials in a kangaroo court 
Kill the hoi polloi and the real McCoys."

So the twang-fakers and the fat cats 
Started hobnobbing and the Dixiecrats,
The Kentucky Colonels and the Ku Klux Klan
Got knocked a new tune out of LaLa Land.

As the swirling beam of the signal feed
Cuts the night into moonbow rings,
Sad individuals keep the blue light vigil,
And believe the shows are between their commercials.

Wake up and rise.
It came as no surprise
To these South Electric Eyes.)

So the salt-of-the-earth turns scum-of-the-earth
With the altar-ego of the Christless Church.
All left to waller in the squalor of the holler
With a redneck ring around a blue collar.

So I stayed up late at the fever pitch
To see the lamps dim when they threw the switch.
The rabble and cabal of both sides of town.
Had a ball when they drove ole Dixie down.

Don't believe the lies...

Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lies!