Ya can’t see it from my ranch. My brother can’t see it from his miami condo. Karl says he can’t see it from his place. Doesn’t seem to be much of a catastrophe.

Oh, wait, no oil. Oh yeah, now I see it.

The crawford coward singin his favorite tune.

they workin hard,
workin 24 hours a day
workin hard for my money
workin every day

Bush sings along, tappin his texas boot on the mississippi mud.

he finally figured out that for some things its time to get off his ranch.