Get Outta Town

Im tellin you once
 And I aint kiddin round
 You got two weeks to get outta town.
 Gonna give you two weeks
 till I break out the plow
 And set the scarecrow free
 From his stake in the ground.
 So long!
 Roll on.
 The plow is greased
 And its ready to crease -
 Better get outta town.
 Tell me, daddy,
 Are you happy now?
 Got yer back to the wall,
 One kick sends you down.
 No kind of cash
 Deflects the lash.
 If you chose to play -
 Theres hell to pay.
 Are you happy now?
 So long!
 Roll on.
 The alarms been set
 For the monkey and pet.
 You got two weeks till -
 That old black magic
 Has spun silk in my head.
 Its much too late to turn back whats been done and said.
 No kind of cash
 Deflects the lash.
 If you chose to play -
 Theres hell to pay.
 Are you happy now?
 So long!
 Roll on.
 I know that a mans
 Gotta make his ends meet,
 But you soiled your sheets.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Whoo.
 Ooh ooh ooh.
 I ain't kiddin' around get outta town.
 Get outta town.
 Get outta town.
 Get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.
 Get out-get out-get out-get outta town.