Thermopolis (That Lucky Old Sun)

An ode to the last of the hardworking, the roughnecks and the men who use Lava soap.
Work like the devil for my pay…

Thermopolis ain’t what it used to be, but a man still has to work all day while that Lucky Old Sun gets to play. This is Cheney territory, where a man’s a man, and he’s full of envy. Let’s hear it for the American way. This tune is a must for the boys stuck in traffic just waiting to roll coal on some unsuspecting Subaru-driving snowflake.

Thermopolis (That Lucky Old Sun) – Bullsimple Ranch Tunes, 2004,

Why the expression the mind’s eye? Better to say the mind’s nose when so much stinks today.


El Gorto