Buddy Bee Anthony - Trickle Down

How could Smarty Jones lose the Belmont Stakes
Around the final stretch, looked like dirty money
had their jock put on his brakes
35-1
Birdstone shot down Smarty's Triple Crown
Ronnie Reagan cashed in his last trickle down

how's your trick, trick, trickle down trick
tricklin down now
How's your trick, trick, trickle down trick
tricklin down now
How does it taste
How do you feel
eating your greasy home spun trickle down meal
Tell me, how's your trick, trick
trickle down trick,
Tricklin down.
How's your trick, trick
trickle down trick
tricklin down now?

Back in the day
we were livin large
makin money hand over fist
Closin down the bars
pin-striped suits
cuff-links
Florsheim Shoes
We were fast track superstars
When HMO's swept through
all dad could do was sell used cars
Job prospects were slim and none
for my father and his son
So tell me how's your trick, trick
trickle down trick
trickle down
how's your trick, trick,
trickle down trick
tricklin down for you now?

Buddy Bee Anthony

Buddy Bee Anthony

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