Kudzu Don't Ask is a fierce Southern country trap rebellion where outlaw women rule Kudzu County, family legends never die, and nobody asks permission. Raw banjo riffs, bouncing 808s, wicked humor, and unapologetic Southern attitude.
Crown! (Crown!) Crown! (Crown!)
Crown of kudzu, green on my head
Every vine's a servant, and the county's what I said
Crown! (Crown!) Crown! (Crown!)
Odessa swung the hammer, Mavis ran the jar
I'm the one who wears the crown, and I wear it near and far! (Hey!)
Parade down Main Street, and everybody's marching in
Hellhound's the footman, and the footman's got a grin
Church ladies in the choir with casseroles on trays
Sheriff's directing traffic with his hat in a daze
Preacher's Cadillac's the carriage, and he's driving it for free
Banker's carrying the train, saying, "Yes, ma'am," to me
Odessa's hammer is the scepter in my hand
Mavis's banjo plays the fanfare for the land
Developer's the doorman at the dumpster-fire gate
Porch light's the torch, and it's never ever late
Dobro's got a whoop, and the whoop's a trumpet's call
Every cousin in the county's doing the stomp, stomp, y'all
Hands up high, and the crown comes down
Three (three!), two (two!)
One...
Crown!
Crown! (Crown!) Crown! (Crown!)
Vines through the palace and the palace is a porch
Every fence you built me is a ladder to the torch
Crown! (Crown!) Crown! (Crown!)
Kudzu don't ask, and it don't need belief
Thorns in every leaf, and I wear it like a thief! (Hey!)
Count the ones I buried, count the ones I raised
Count the porch light burning through the flood and the haze
Devil's got a hound that answers to my name
Thirty church ladies swearing I was never to blame
Banker says the lease has ended, I say, "Sir, it was mine"
Preacher's got a Cadillac, but it's parked in my line
Strip mall's got my name on a sign made of neon
Banjo's got a dent, and the dent's my champion
Trap beat in the tailgate, hymns in the hall
Every holler on the map's got my number on the wall
Say it to the cousins, say it to the dead
"Kudzu's got the county, and the crown's on my head!"
I don't want the throne, I want the dirt under it!
Eleven mile markers, one county line!
Everything inside it's mine!
Crown! (Crown!) Crown! (Crown!)
Crown of kudzu, green on my head
Every vine's a servant, and I'm done with all I've said
Crown! (Crown!) Crown! (Crown!)
Odessa swung the hammer, Mavis ran the jar
I'm the one who wears the crown, and it never left the yard! (Hey!)
Kudzu don't ask!
(It just grows!)
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