It's the old school vs nobody's fool in this socratic dialog from inner space.
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Story behind the song
Granny was giving me her usual runaround, I decided to pin her down once and for all
Lyrics
Conversation between Rick Reed and Granny Clampett:
Granny: Rick Reed, Git up. It's time to fuss the hogs and milk the kinfolk.
Rick Reed: The thing you are still trying to figure THAT one out.
thanks. I don't want THAT job.
Granny: Well, git up. Listen, the old red polecat is crowing.
Rick Reed: Mommie Dearass. you are uneducated from the Stone Age.
Granny: I got some nice fried Corn pone and black-eyed hog jowls.
Rick Reed: I imagine they hate me. Doesn't matter.
Granny: After breakfast, you spit the chickens and then fix the still.
It's turning out diesel instead of moonshine. You been putting too
much fricasseed fish in the mash.
Rick Reed: YOU teach me daily, so doen't matter what your lesson plans
consist of, as long as I continue to struggle to understand.
Granny: Y'all come back now, y'hear!
Rick Reed: I never get a chance to study the aftereffects. No time. If
it were easy, it would be boring and I would be in Peru.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.