The punk rolled up his big blue eyes
And said to the jocker, “Sandy,
I've hiked and hiked and wandered too,
But I ain't seen any candy.
I've hiked and hiked till my feet are sore
And I'll be damned if I hike any more
To be buggered sore like a hobo's whore
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.”
I am familar with the history and back story. I always thought that Democratic campaign promises invariably sound like the story of the Big Rock Candy Mountain. How naive do they think we are? Apparently, they are correct in their assessment of the electorate.