Rhododendron Honey

What do we do for our freedom, oh, what do we do for our corn?
For Big Boss Jones an' 'is bully boys came here last Sunday morn
He marched right into the village square an' grabbed everybody in sight
An' made a big speech about how he'd come to set this country right

He said that he'd come to save us all from livin' in anarchy
He'd give us a government an' laws again, the way it used to be
He swore he'd make this country great like it was before the war
And all that he wanted was half our crops like taxes was before

When he was finished, he took his boys and went to the meetin' hall
An' chased out everybody left inside and moved in one and all
So we strolled over to the teacher's house and held town meetin' there
To talk 'bout what we were gonna do, just how and when and where

Early next mornin' the old folks come, all smilin' to beat the band
They told Boss Jones they were glad he's here, 'n they're proud to shake his hand
They fawned on him an' his bully boys an' flattered 'em left an' right
An' promised a big feast in their honor in the meetin' hall that night

That evenin' everyone in town showed up, all bringin' the food an' beer
Boss Jones, he sat at the head of the table, and all his boys sat near
Oh, they ate 'n drank 'n bragged no end 'bout what they were gonna do
While they scarfed up rhododendron honey and amanita stew

Now, we'd been careful o' what we ate, so we didn't take no harm
But the Boss an' 'is bully boys all keeled over while the coffee still was warm
We dragged 'em down to the old mine shaft that was dug before the war
An' dropped 'em down there with all the others who'd tried that trick before

Yes, we remember the world that was and the way that it used to be
And we'd just rather be left alone; we're used to bein' free
Don't want no more of laws or bosses, don't want no government here
I hope they don't come again too soon ... they've tried three times this year