TRASH FISH
© Greg Keeler 1994

Wise Use

You take one brand new continent,
Might be full of gold.
You kill the natives, grab some slaves,
Then dig out what you stole.
You load it on some galleons,
Then ship it all back east.
One mean conquistador senor,
A stud to say the least.

Chorus:
Wise use, wise use,
You gotta use some wisdom
To get 'er to produce.
Wise use, wise use,
With wisdom you can whip 'er
Like an ace can whip a deuce.

What good's a virgin forest
That can't be turned to logs.
What good's a herd of mustangs
That can't be fed to dogs.
What good's a stream without a dam
To give us power and crops.
What good's a little lady
Without a man on top.

Chorus

Some day you'll tame the whole damned West
So nothing's left that's wild.
Like one great big amusement park
Where you can play in style,
A neon sign above it all,
Shining bright and clear
Of John Wayne spanking sweet Maureen
O'Hara on the rear.

Chorus