From the album Funky Jaws

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Lyrics

The Fannie Hustle

Na na na…
Your game is greasing the palms with the money you get from the palms that you’re greasing now
Taken from everyone with a nod and a wink like you had good reason now
Who’s overseeing whom in this roundabout of circular oversight
You keep doling it out as if you were treasury
With an implied guarantee, hey hey hey

(Chorus)
Come on Fannie,
Yeah you talk real sweet then you bring the heat
Come on Fannie,
Yeah you turn it up, yeah you turn it up
Come on Jimmie,
You’re shaking hands while you’re shaking them down and you’d
Bleed ‘em dry down to the last corpuscle
With your Fannie Hustle

Some tried to privatize but the power you wield in the name of the common man
Keeps you raking it in while the losses you take we can borrow from Chinamen
Two hundred million ways to convince yourself that you’re in it for common good
But you’re just a privileged one, another friend of Angelo
And we’re reaping what you sow

(Chorus)
Come on Fannie,
Yeah you talk real sweet then you bring the heat
Come on Fannie,
Yeah you turn it up, yeah you turn it up
Come on Jimmie,
You’re shaking hands while you’re shaking them down and you’d
Use your bribes, connections, and your muscle
With your Fannie Hustle


You gotta slide to the left, you gotta slide to the right
You gotta press that flesh, (you gotta press that flesh) yeah, you gotta say it right (you gotta say it right)
You gotta pull the right strings (you gotta pull the right strings), you gotta play it cool (you gotta play it cool)
You gotta work it real hard (you gotta work it real hard), yeah you gotta be real smooth
You gotta sell it to the people, tell ‘em what’s in it for them
Then you watch that cash come rollin’ in
Yeah, you gotta lean to the left, you gotta reach to the right
You gotta skim it off the top, you gotta take a big bite

Chorus
Come on Fannie,
Yeah you talk real sweet then you bring the heat
Come on Fannie,
Yeah you turn it up, yeah you turn it up
Come on Jimmie,
You’re shaking hands while you’re shaking them down and you’d
Bleed ‘em dry down to the last corpuscle
With your Fannie Hustle

Na na na…..
Come on, Jimmie

You gotta slide to the left, you gotta slide to the right
You gotta press that flesh, yeah, you gotta say it right
You gotta sell it to the people, tell ‘em what’s in it for them
Then you count that cash, yeah, don’t you Jim
Yeah, you gotta lean to the left, you gotta reach to the right
You gotta skim it off the top, you gotta take a big bite

Na na na…



C2013 David Blake Foster