Politicians ain’t easy to love
And they’re harder to hold
They’d rather give you a song
And take diamonds or gold
Kickbacks and stock tips and jobs for relatives
And each night begins a new day
If you don’t understand him and he don’t stay young
He’ll probably just ride for free
[Chorus: Waylon Jennings & Willie Nelson]
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be politicians
Don’t let ‘em pick judges or act like big shmucks
Because they’re big doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be politicians
‘Cause they’ll never stay home and they’re always alone
Even assuming they love
[Verse 2: Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, & Both]
Politicians like smoke-filled meeting rooms
Getting cleared of wrongdoings
Little warm puppets and children
And girls of the night
Them that don’t know him
Won’t like him and them that do
Sometimes won’t know how to take him
He ain’t wrong, he’s just crooked
But his spin masters always
Do things to make you think he’s right
Why do you all think Boogie Barbara Lee was so butthurt over Gruesome saying he would nominate a black woman? Because she knew it would be LeQueesha, and now Boobie Barbara vs. LeQueesha in California's jungle primary hands the win to Shifty Schiff on a silver platter.
Gee, what a name. Wonder what he/she/it looks like. /sarc
She checked the most boxes.
Pathetic how this country operates now.
Lollapalooza Bultler.
Guess Porter didn’t check the ugly box enough, oh, also wrong DNA. A country in a race to destroy itself.