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With apologies to Bobby Womack to the tune of A Hundred Pounds of Clay

He took a hundred white house days
And then he said hey listen
I'm gonna fix this world today
Because I know what's missin'
Then he opened his big mouth up
And a brave new world began
He created a country with lots of spending on a scam
Whoa oh oh with a hundred white house days
People let me tell you what he did
With just a hundred white house days
He made my life not worth livin'
I'm gonna hate him every day
For every speach he’s been givin'
And I will damn him every night
For taking firearms that are my right
He created a country with
Lots of taxing' on a man
People let me tell you what he did
Look can'tcha see him walkin' 'round and 'round
Pickin' your money up offa the ground
He's doin' just what he said he’ do
To make a livin' nightmare come true
Then he opened his big mouth up
And a brave new world began
He created a country with lots of spending on a scam
Lots of taxes on a man
Yes he did
I'm gonna tell you what he did
People let me tell ya what he did
Yes he did yes he did yes he did I know he did yes he did yeah

Yes he did yes he did oh yes he did
All by himself
And he opened his big mouth up
And a brave new world began
Look can'tcha see him walkin' 'round and 'round
Pickin' money up offa the ground
He's doin' just what he said he’ do
To make a livin' nightmare come true
Yes he did yes he did yes he did yes he did
I know I know what he did
Yes he did yes he did yes he did yes he did
I know yes he did
Yes he did
I know he did yes he did yes he did
I know I know I know what he did yes he did

[Charles Henrickson]

DUmmie FUnnies 04-28-09 (DUmmies join the "One Hundred Days" Obamamania!)

ONE HUNDRED DAYS
Tune: "Five Hundred Miles"

If you turn the TV on, you can watch the networks fawn
They all cheer Obama's gone a hundred days
A hundred days, a hundred days, a hundred days, a hundred days
They all cheer Obama's gone a hundred days

Lord, we're one, Lord, we're two, Lord, we're three, Lord, we're four
Lord, we're five trillion dollars in the hole
We're in the hole, we're in the hole, we're in the hole, we're in the hole
Lord, we're nine trillion dollars in the hole

Not a tax we will lack, got a target on my back
Lord, I can't afford Obama's kind of change
Keep the change, keep the change, keep the change, keep the change
Lord, I can't afford Obama's kind of change

If you like these hundred days and you sing Obama's praise
Then I fear your feeble brain is in a daze
You're in a daze, you're in a daze, you're in a daze, you're in a daze
Then I fear your feeble brain is in a daze
Then I fear your feeble brain is in a daze