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Hmm. That is a really good idea. Maybe I can call it:

Get back - Jack Kerouac:
and for the “beats”:

Riding in my Benz out on sixty-six
Ya know I got to fill it up
Or I ain’t getting no Tricks.

And then The Man Comes Out
Says “Don’t fill up that Tank!”
Unless you got about two hundred bucks in the bank!!!

I am stranded! Out on Route 66
I am stranded! I ain’t getting no Tricks!
I am stranded! Out here with these hicks!

Cue “Deliverance Banjos”

Scratch. Scratch.

~~The Devil~~ Obama went down to Georgia.

Events take place immediately after the original song ends.

Obama went down to Georgia, he was lookin' for some cash to steal,

He was in a bind, deficit had him behind, but he wasn't gonna' make a deal,

So when he came upon, Johnny and the devil and their prize,

He jumped up on a hickory stump with greed gleamin' in his eyes,

He said to Satan, "you may not have known, but I'm a lawyer too,

And whether you are willing or not I'll slap a tax on you,

Said that’s a pretty good prize you got so give the gov its due,

I think its mine and know what else I'm takin' it from you",

Then Johnny said, "Obama, that’s a rotten sin, but there's nothing else that I'd expect 'cause you’re the worst there's ever been"

So Johnny pony up your cash and pay them taxes hard,

'cause the gov's broke loose in Georgia and Obama holds the cards,

And if you're lucky all he'll take is your fiddle made of gold,

But he'll more likely just repossess your soul,

Obama opened up his case and he said "I'll sign this here tax-bill",

And fire flew from his fingertips as he lifted up his quill,

And he pulled the pen across the page and it made an evil hiss,

Then a band of congressmen Cadillac-ed up and said "I voted for this",

Obama's in the mountains, run boys, run,

There's a lean on the house of the risin' sun,

G-men in the bank-box, takin' your dough,

"Granny, have a cent left?"

"No, child, no."

The devil and Johnny bowed their heads 'cause they knew that they'd been beat,

they laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Obama's feet,

Obama said, "Devil just come on back if you ever wanna' get taxed again. 'cause I taxed you once , you son of a gun, and I'll tax once again."

Obama's in the mountains, run boys, run,

here's a lean on the house of the risin' sun,

G-men in the bank-box, takin' your dough,

"Granny, have a cent left?"

"No, child, no."