Sometimes, when driving into town,
Sometimes, when driving into town, we have the song “The Big Country” by the Talking Heads running through our head. It wasn’t apparent why until we made it to the chorus of David Byrne’s unapologetically elitist look at Middle America:
I wouldn’t live there if you paid me
I wouldn’t live like that, no sirree
I wouldn’t do the things that those people do
I wouldn’t live there if you paid me to