Posted on 09/07/2008 9:28:55 AM PDT by US34
I can’t seem to fess up to the facts… My spin is worthless… I can’t retract… I can’t sleep… Palin’s on fire… Don’t trust me… I’m a real jive liar!
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I can’t seem to fess up to the facts… My spin is worthless… I can’t retract… I can’t sleep… Palin’s on fire… Don’t trust me… I’m a real jive liar!
Psych-O-bama! Qu'est-ce que c'est ? Fa-fa-far-fa-fa-fah-far… Biden, run, run… Run, run, runs away! Oh, Oh, Oh, OH! … Why? Aye-aye-aye-aye, oooh!
You start a confrontation, you rant if we finish it. You're talkin' a lot, but you're not saying anything. Well Sarah has something to say, her quips are real. She gets things done, why change the trend?
Psych-O-bama! Qu'est-ce que c'est ? Fa-fa-fa-fa, Fa-fa-fa-far… Biden, run, run… run, run, runs away! Oh, Oh, OH! Psych-O-bama! Qu'est-ce que c’est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, Fa-fa-fa-far… Biden, run, run… Run, run, runs away! Oh, Oh, Oh, OH! … Why? Aye-aye-aye-aye, oooh!
Ce qu’elle a fait, ce soir-là … (What she did this evening…) Ce qu’elle a dit, ce soir-là … (What she said this evening…) Détruisant mon espoir… (Destroying my hope …) Je me lance sur l’épée avec gloire! OK… (I throw myself on the sword in glory…) I-I-I-I-I-I-I-yeah! I am vain, and… I am blind… I hate people when they're on the right…
Psych-O-bama! Qu'est-ce que c'est ? Fa-fa-fa-fa, Fa-fa-fa-far… Biden, run, run… Run, run, runs away! Oh, Oh, OH! Psych-O-bama! Qu'est-ce que c’est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, Fa-fa-fa-far… Biden, run, run… Run, run, runs away! Oh, Oh, OH! … Why? Aye-aye-aye-aye, oooh!
ROFL!
:)
Here’s another!
SHAKE DOWN BARRY (Sung to ‘Lay Down Sally’ by Eric Clapton)
There is something very wrong,
in wanting you to pray here to me…
And though I’ve got nothing to show…
Got hope and change itself that’s gonna set you free!
And I won’t ever leave…
Shake Down Barry… Why resist you all my charms?
Don’t you think you want ‘The One’ to rock you?
Shake Down Barry… There’s no need to make them swoon.
They’d keep sighin’ all night long, if you ask them to.
The ‘One’ claims daily on his rise…
That we just got to choose his star above.
Underneath those velvet lies…
Power’s all that matters. You just wait and see.
And don’t ever believe…
Shake Down Barry… Why resist you all my charms?
Don’t you think you want ‘The One’ to rock you?
Shake Down Barry… There’s no need to make them swoon.
They’d keep sighin’ all night long, if you ask him to.
Shake Down Barry… Who best to mend our harm?
Don’t you think we aren’t the ones to play your fool!
Shake Down Barry… There’s no creed in we who drool.
We’ve been dying all life long just to talk to you.
I long for fawning of the whites…
Color in my face shows ebony.
Oh, don’t you know my race should buy…
Who can say four words without obscenity?
And won’t you vote for me?
Shake Down Barry… Why resist you all my charms?
Don’t you think you want ‘The One’ to rock you?
Shake Down Barry… There’s no need to make them swoon.
They’d keep sighin’ all night long, if you ask him to.
Shake Down Barry… Why don’t you buy the farm?
Don’t you think we are the ones who’ll play your fool!
Shake Down Barry… Oh, we need to see him lose.
We’ll be crying all night long, if they vote in you.
What to Say (Sung to ‘The Way’ by Fastball)
They made up their signs,
And they started marching…
They left before ‘The One’ showed up that day.
To get next to the Lord Obama’s rapping;
but where is he going,
when he never knows what to say?
They made up his lines…
Then he got to talking…
He now had more reporters’ sing his praise.
But when the prompter’s down,
He starts, uhm, balking…
What words are flowing when he never knows what to say?
CHORUS:
Everyone should see the road that he walks on ain’t paved in gold;
But they’re all a flutter, they never will fold…
He’ll deliver the hungry; He’ll better the old and gray.
You can see his halo’s falling off up there…
He won’t make it known, that he really don’t care.
They want him, his highness: They’re daffy out here to stay… We pray…
Little children, grow up…
And make good the wise men.
Stray Left to more new blunders and dismay…
They said “shove off”
The lefties all will guide them…
But where are they going when these never know what to say?
CHORUS
CHORUS
The Wake-up Song (Sung to ‘The Break-up Song’ by Greg Kinn)
He was babblin’ in the hood just two years before:
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
And now I’m staring at the zombies in a trance about “the tour:”
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
And then Obama showed his ego, slamin’ marines for takin’ ground:
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
It was the same old dung, with no messianic sound:
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
They don’t write ‘em his lines anymore.
They just don’t cite ‘em his facts anymore.
They’ve been putting him together for the minions’ cheers,
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
But now he seems so strange without his crack handlers.
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
And then his newsbots play along… lie of numbers… Who will know?
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
And now I’m hearing that the bodies they are claimin’ were no show.
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
“Hey, don’t cite me like that anymore!”
They just don’t write him his facts anymore.
Uhmmm, nooh…
I wind up soundin’ like a phony ass:
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
‘Cause it’s so easy to pray that you’ll forget my gaffes.
“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…”
“They don’t write me my lines anymore!”
(No, they just don’t write him his facts anymore.)
“Oh, they don’t write me my act anymore!”
They just don’t write him right facts anymore…
“They just don’t? No they don’t… No, no! “Uh-uh…”
They just don’t write him nice acts anymore.
They just don’t... (Fades)
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