I raise a flag in my front yard
As if I've got a stake to claim
And watch it from the window 'cause I'm keeping track of everything
I'm climbing limbs and shaking leaves
To find a spot in the branches there
Make sure I have a comfy seat to watch them auction off the air
And I mow my lawn like a barber y'all
Just take a little off the sides
Like standing in the breaking waves
I plant my feet and leave 'em there
Throw my two cents in everything as if I've got the change to spare
For a quarter stick of salted meat
Or a penny for your dynamite
'Cause all these buildings we never needed only block the stars at night
And down here in the valley y'all
It's all above my head I know
From my throat a crow