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To: Rurudyne

Wow! Well done.


77 posted on 08/05/2018 6:06:53 PM PDT by MV=PY (The Magic Question: Who's paying for it?)
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To: MV=PY

I’ve been writing them on and off for years on these forums. Here’s two that I was really proud of that thankfully are out of date.

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Is There Any Bammy Up There? (07/06/2010)

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Is there any Bammy up there?

Is there any Bammy up there?

Is .. there .. any .. Bammy .. up .. there?

Hello, is there any Bammy up there?
Just wave if you can hear us.
Is there anyone at home?
Comeon, now, the nation’s feeling down,
You said you could ease our pain,
And get us on our feet again!
We’d relax, if you’d share some information with us,
Just the basic facts,
What happened to transparency?

There is no shift in the polls
I am succeeding!
Moving the Ship of State
Where you’re not perceiving!
Though it’s only been coming through in waves
Your gonna really get it any day!
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye,
But now that child is in the White House,
I can grasp for it now,
The dream is now,
To transform the world and make Mao proud!
I ... I, I have become the One!!!

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The President Song (05/19/2008)

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Senator Obama:
Day after day here in the U.S. Senate
People just don’t understand the stress
Now that we’re in control ... sure the cafeteria is the best, but ...
But I never really wanted to do this job in the first place!
Share the stage with 113 other preening bumbling nere-do-wells!
I... I wanted to be...

THE PRESIDENT!

(piano vamp)

Leaping from issue to issue!
As they come down the mighty rivers of Public Opinion!
With my best girl by my side!
The War on Poverty!
The Economy!
The Global Warming Crisis!
Disarmament!
And Saving the Polar Bears!
We’d sing! Sing! SING!

Oh, I’m the President, and I’m okay,
I sleep all night and I work all day.

The Gang of 14:
He’s the President, and he’s okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

Senator Obama:
I see important folks, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays I give speeches
And have State Dinners nightly.

The Gang of 14:
He sees important folks, he eat his lunch,
He go to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays ‘e gives speeches
And has State Dinners nightly.

He’s the President, and he’s okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

Senator Obama:
I speak of hope, I bob and weave,
I like to pass the buck.
If ever there’s a scandal,
My VEEP is outta’ luck.

The Gang of 14:
He speaks of hope, he bobs and weaves,
He likes to pass the buck.
If ever there’s a scandal,
His ... VEEP is outta’ luck???

Senator McCain:
Is that what he just-? Oh!!!

The Gang of 14:
He’s the President, and he’s okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

Senator Obama:
I speak of hope, I levee new taxes,
Regulations and speech codes.
I’m glad I married a commie
Just like my dear mama.

The Gang of 14:
He speaks of hope, he raises our taxes,
New regulations and oppressive speech codes.
He’s glad he married a commie
Just like his dear mama.

He’s the President, and he’s okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

Senator Whitehouse:
Wait! I’m confused. In the original skit didn’t they act outraged at this point?

Senator Snowe:
What’s the problem?

Senator Whitehouse:
Well, it’s just ... you know. And I’m pretty sure there are only 100 Senators. Not 114.

Senator Byrd:
X-Nay on the Enators-Say! BJ-Lay Ituation-Say!

Senator Whitehouse:
RS-71-Lay?

(nods all around)

But .. how?

Senator McCain:
A few extra Norths/Souths any day now.

Senator Obama:
Hey, I thought this song was about me?
Stop improvising and speak on cue!

The Gang of 14:
Yes, Oh unreproachable one!


84 posted on 08/05/2018 6:49:07 PM PDT by Rurudyne (Standup Philosopher)
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