“Dangerous toys should not be given to little boys.”
Wow... They are desperate... Here is my answer:
Desperate RINO (Sung to ‘Desperado’ by the Eagles)
Desperate RINO…
Why don’t come to your senses?
You been out razin fences for ol’ Juan’s plow
Oh, you got a hard-on…
I know that you want more heathens…
These things they are ‘treason’ to
Ann Coulter’s crowd.
Don’t our laws have meaning, RINO boy?
We’ll beat you if we’re able…
You know the free of heart will all secure this bet…
Now it seems to me your lying has been laid bare on the table,
but you only want the votes that you can’t get
Desperate RINO, oh, you ain’t getting the plunder.
McCain you can hunger, we’ll throw you a bone…
And freedom, oh freedom… well, that’s got people talkin’.
Your prison we’re lockin’ through this movement we own.
Your defeat will choke the party mimes!
Our guys won’t show at convention time…
It’s hard to sell those white lies to their face.
We’re through with all your hype and snow…
With no money cow, the winning goes… away.
Desperate RINO… why dont you come to your senses?
Don’t tear down them fences, n’ open the gates…
It may be payin’ but there’s a boulder above you…
You better get this message: We’re through! For you its too late.