Unexpected Thursday
(Pleasant Valley Sunday - with apologies to the Monkees)
The White House Press Corps down the hall
Is trying hard to learn their song
Seranade the weak kneed Gibbs, who just came out to make them yawn
Another Unexpected Thursday!
Spilled Oil burning everywhere!
Rows of houses they’re all the foreclosed
And no one seems to care
See Mrs. O, she’s proud today because her roses are in bloom
Mr. O he’s so serene, He’s on TV in every room
Another Unexpected Thursday
Here in Unemployment land
The Press complains about how high it is
And the people just don’t understand
Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul and make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray, to places far away
I need a change of scenery
Ta Ta Ta...
Another Unexpected Thursday
Spilled Oil burning everywhere!
Another Unexpected Thursday
Here in Unemployment land
Another Unexpected Thursday...
Nice!