Walter P. Hilliard - New Rome Lyrics

In the heart of Ohio
Where the sun never shines
There's a little village
They call it New Rome
With their speed trap blues
Breakin' laws every day
The cops actin' like Barney Fife
What a shame
The town council
All related by blood
Corruption runnin' deep
Like a crimson flood
They thought they had power
But the people saw through
New Rome
Oh how they got the best of you
New Rome
Oh how they got the best of you
New Rome
Oh how they got the best of you
New Rome
Oh New Rome
The people took a stand
Torn down the walls
With their own bare hands
They'd arrest people for petty crime
Such as a busted tail light
Or going 36 in a 35
You'd get chained to a bench in the double wide village hall
Cause village hall was a trailer
With a mean ol' clerk who was smokin' cigarettes
That stretch of Broad Street was hell.
If you tried to go to Westland Mall
You'd try to avoid New Rome like the plague
Oh how they got the best of you
New Rome
Oh how they got the best of you
New Rome
Oh New Rome
The people took a stand
Torn down the walls
With their own bare hands
Finally a group was ready
To stand up to the corruption
They took on the mayor, the police, and the whole family.
Village officials kept appointing themselves, ignoring the results of the election!
There was theft of funds by village officials
The police would arrest people at their work, Outside their jurisdiction
But finally the group prevailed
And the judges gavel came down
And dissolved New Rome for good!
But finally the group prevailed
And the judges gavel came down
And dissolved New Rome for good!
Oh how they got the best of you
New Rome
New Rome
New Rome
The people took a stand
Torn down the walls
With their own bare hands