You still may win... I gotta go out for dinner with the wife. Doubt I’ll get back soon. Anyway, I always do my best composing wile sitting on the crapper. ... Perhaps that should be “composting”.
Here’s a few to go:
Ballad of the McCadre
(Sung to the 1966 ‘Ballad of the Green Beret’ by Staff Sergeant Barry Sadler and Robin Moore)
Frightening senator… running sly
Feckless man stumps… every side
A man who schemes… for us to pay
The depraved dreams… of the McCadre.
Spinning things… he calls them “guests”
”These Aliens… are America’s best”
One hundred more… will cross today
But will he win… with the McCadre?
Trained to skim… wealth from this land
Ragin’ Moonbat… handouts demand
Mac says he’ll fight… by night and day
Courting praise… from the McCadre.
Spinning things… he calls them “guests”
”These Aliens… are America’s best”
One hundred more… will cross today
But will he win… with the McCadre?
In Washington, McRINO waits
His McCadre… have bet their fates
He has lied… for those obsessed
With giving them… our treasured nest.
Spinning things… he calls them “guests”
”These Aliens… are America’s best”
Twelve million more… will come one day
Ruling then… the McCadre.
***
Grinnin’ Spiel — John McCain’s Theme song
(Sung to Spinning Wheel – Blood Sweat n Tears)
My polls go up, my polls come down...
My grinnin’ spiel gains no ground.
Talkin’ ‘bout my troubles, yeah I’ll try ‘n spin:
“Tired’ ragin’ loony” they’re callin’ me AGAIN!
I get no money, and so I... I call you’re phone...
My grinnin’ spiel gets flush’d down the throne.
They’re talkin’ ‘bout my troubles, and you’re... you’re all concerned:
Tired ragin’ loony wants a presidential term!
So you find my neglect to resign…
From this race, a terrible sign eh?
Would you mind my selection in time...
Just let me whine to dim your mind...
And snow you... My true colors... they’re unreal.
Hey, I’m waiting… just for you…
If not me, will Ron Paul do?
Drop all this double talk, n’ let me slide...
Bet you I’m a phony
I’m just goin’ for the ride!
***
McCain
(Sung to ‘Cocaine’ by Eric Clapton)
If you gonna have doubt, you’ve got to take him out: McCain.
If you wanna Mex clown, to pound borders down: McCain.
Are you blind? It’s a crime; he’s no mind … McCain.
This guy’s bad news, you gotta pick n’ choose: McCain.
When the game is won, and you wanna rely on: McCain.
Are you blind? It’s a crime; he’s no mind … McCain.
If your man is gone; who you gonna vote on … McCain?
Don’t forget this fact: we won’t get ‘em back: McCain.
Are you blind? It’s a crime; he’s no mind … McCain.
Don’t forget his past. The country won’t last McCain.
Are you blind? It’s a crime; he’s no mind … McCain.
Uncle!