No particular reason, other than it triggered a song I like and one that I could fuck with the lyrics to make it suitable for Senator Turtle.
Seven lonely days And a dozen campaign stops ago I reached out one night and my Senate seat was gone Don't know why you'd run, much less that you'd beat me What you're running to do or what you want to undo All I know is I want to run again and beat you.
So I'm walking in the rain Thumbing for a ride, as best I can with a webbed foot On this lonely Kentucky back road I've hated and obstructed much too long My resentments are too strong To let you go, never knowing What went wrong
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down, pelting my shell, thought I'd drown And up ahead's another town that I'll go walking through, slowly as is my style
With the rain under my shell (rain on my shell) Searchin' for you In the cold Kentucky rain In the cold Kentucky rain