~ Ooh, I’ve been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run Took the hand of a preacher man And we made love in the sun But I ran out of places and friendly faces Because I had to be free I’ve been to paradise but I’ve never been to me… ~
Reminds me of when a neighbor of mine was doing pencil sketches and I remarked “Oh, wow, an homage to the show ‘The Walking Dead’” thinking I was looking at a zombie. He remarked back “That’s one of The Golden Girls.” I wasn’t sure which door would get me out of the house faster.
I’d add "and migrant workers. "