Come and listen to my story 'bout a man named Joe
A poor conservative, huntin' liberals doncha know
And then one day he was freepin' a bunch o' libs
And said to himself they be morons who are glib
Commies that is, Red devils, Liberal Swine.
Well the first thing you know, old Joe's a wanted man
The kinfolk said, "Joe, ya gotta git from our big clan!"
Said, "Kalifornee's the place you oughta be"
So they loaded up the truck and he moved to Kalifoni-ay
(Left coast that is, Feinsteinville, Boxerland.)