Kanawha County, This is For You

Congratulations on your expanded gambling. Here's a poorly written song in commemoration

On a warm summer’s evening with the state economy bound for nowhere
We met up with the Gamblers, we were all too edgy to sleep
So we took turns a starin’ at dropping coal revenues
Desperation overtook us and they began to speak

They said “Fella’s we’ve made a life out of raisin’ people’s taxes
And spending all their money pretty recklessly
Now if you don’t mind my sayin’ you don’t want any higher taxes
If you want to pay for all this I’ll give you some advice

So we let them have grey machines and all we got were Hot Spots
Same colors as a dog’s sore and just as healthy
Of course that just wasn’t enough. What about Pennsylvania?
We need to offer more just to keep up.

You got to know how to hold ‘em
Know how to cajole them
Don’t let them walk away
Let them think they’re having fun
We’ll all be counting our money

And we'll keep them at the tables

There's money enough to count
Till the dealing’s done

Now every gambler knows the secret to survivin’
Is getting in the desperate and the down on their luck
Taking all their money, give the state their cut
Hungry kids are crying and the bank will take their truck

Of course the real song has a bit of wisdom in it

Now every gambler knows
The secret to survivin’
Is knowing what to throw away
And knowing what to keep
For every hand’s a winner
And every hand’s a loser
The best you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep

Good luck guys. The state should never rely so heavily on a revenue stream that it will have to help combat eventually.