Hot Plate Heaven at the Green Hotel

I used to have a job
An' I was doin' fairly well
Depression came along
An' everybody start to yell
Where'd they go, them good ol' days
An' all that crap we used to sell?
Now I'm in Hot-Plate Heaven
at the Green Hotel

Republicans is fine
If you're a multi-millionaire
Democrats is fair
If all you own is what you wear
Neither of 'em's really right
'Cause neither of 'em care
'Bout that Hot-Plate Heaven
'Cause they ain't been there

They really oughta go
'N find out how the hall-way smell
They'd benefit to know
'Bout what the bums in there could tell
I guess we're only dreamin'
But I s'pose it's just as well
That's all you get to dream
Up in the Green Hotel

Nature didn't put me here
An' neither did my fate
It musta been some evil ol'
Republican candidate
He's over there in Washington
But I wish he was in hell
'Cause I'm in hot-plate heaven
At the Green Hotel

Things is slightly better now
They hope we will forget
The misery of 'trickle down'
An' jelly-bean etiquette
The Regal Presidential Style
Has simply not worn well
But neither has my rags
Up in the Green Hotel

(I said) the Green Hotel
(I mean) the Green Hotel
(Been there once) the Green Hotel
(An' gone again) the Green Hotel

Neither has my rags
Up in the Green Hotel

Pass me the dog food