O Brother, Where Are Thou?

We have escaped from prison Doing some mighty fine Picking and a singing Where art thou Criminals on the lamb, now The dusty road filled with cows O brother where art thou I am a paterfamilias You better know that I′m serious About my bona fide hair treatment I am a Dapper Dan Man We're making big time fools Out of the Ku Klux Klan In the South We met ourselves a cyclops We ate lunch with him And whomp Oh brother where art thou It′s been a long time on the road They turned Pete into a toad All the time Unaware that we were becoming stars It would start as As a joke band But it keeps us out of prison Because of Pappy O'Daniel He's our savior In round doughy form We have escaped from prison Doing some mighty fine Picking and a singing Into the yonder can Criminals on the lamb, now The dusty road filled with cows Oh brother where are thou Do not seek the Do not seek the treasure Do not seek the Do not seek the treasure