Why?
I will tell you ...
I don't know.
(I'm freaked .. I plugged that in last night.)
Here in Washing-tevka, every one of us can be compared to a lunatic on the roof, trying to do whatever the heck we want and somehow overcoming our astonishment when we fall off and break our necks. Take for example, our policy towards Iran. We wouldn’t unilaterally make war against Iran. That’s part of the failed Bush policy. But unilaterally making peace with Iran, that’s something different. We’ll do that until the cows come home, and if they should happen to blow up a few major cities, well...we have our persistence.
Here’s the full song:
“Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
I realize, of course, that it’s no shame to be poor.
But it’s how I became a trillionare!
So, what would be the harm if I promise a small fortune?”
Hey! I AM a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I biddy biddy bum.
‘cause I am a wealthy man.
I borrow from red China.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle PRC.
That is why I’m biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I’ve got this big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine dome roof with East and West wings below.
There is one long elevator just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
But my favorite leads nowhere, just for show.
I’ve fill my yard with chumps and turkeys and geeks and suck-ups
For the town to see and hear.
(Insert)Squawking just as noisily as they can. (End Insert)
With each loud “cheep” “swaqwk” “honk” “quack”
That blares like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say “Here lives a wealthy man.”
Yes I am a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I demagogue and drum.
That’s why I’m a wealthy man.
I only tax the fat cats.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
‘cause I am the only rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I see my wife, my Michelle, looking like a rich man’s wife
With a proper fancy do.
Supervising meals to her heart’s delight.
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock.
Oy, what a happy mood she’s in.
Screaming at the servants, day and night.
The most important men and women would come to fawn on me!
They would ask me to advise them,
Like a Solomon the Wise.
“If you please, Obama...”
“Pardon me, Obama...”
Posing problems that would cross a liberal’s eyes!
And it won’t make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong.
When you’re me, they think you really know!
‘cause I am, I have the time that I lack
To go on the TV every day.
And maybe pre-empt prime-time programs in the fall.
And I’d discuss the country’s books with the learned men, so they’ll say what I say they say.
That would be the sweetest thing of all.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I biddy biddy bum.
‘cause I am a wealthy man.
I borrow from red China.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle PRC.
That is why I’m biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
Lord who made the lion and the lamb,
You decreed I should be what I am.
I can spin my way out of any jam
‘cause I am a wealthy man.