Lyric 2 By 4

He was agin the rich
He was agin the poor
He was against all trepidation



He was agin the rich
On the loose again
He was agin the rich



There s a new fiend on the loose
On the back of the exhaust clip
Clipped on rich and poor alike
Come to roost again once more



Ol Nick doesn t go from digs to digs no more
Hit him on the head with a 2 by 4
Nowadays he has a Georgian glazed porch



Used table leg to club son in law



New fiend in your home again
He said show me my quarters and glasses



There s a new fiend on the loose
Jolting in his tradition
It s a fear of the obtuse
He s got patents on the moaning