Generates a random lyric for a country song. Ain't much more to say about it.
Sample output (HTMLized via texttohtml):
I met her on probation dead all over
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore
She was drownin' in the quicksand when she shot me,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore;
I promised her I'd warp her mind forever;
She said to me she'd have a swiss on rye;
But who'd have thought she'd grovel with no clothes on;
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye.
