He does sing. I've heard him sing a song he wrote about eagles soaring or some other such trite crapola.
He sounded like a wounded moose.
But his saccharine lyrics were pure, so he'll be one of the few performers on our new government sanctioned radio. Until Hillary is president and rams her ideas about "responsible broadcasting" down our throats. Then we'll get the Indigo Girls singing about the joys of fisting each other, and all the "conservative" morons who cheered on Powell will wonder how it all went so wrong.