In this election year, my wife and I have found a way to amuse ourselves and express our feelings about our President, and we want to share it with you.
We parodied an old Leadbelly song from WWII and have changed the lyrics to feature W (and a bit of Dick, too). We've uploaded a sound file of just a bit of the song -- we've written so prolifically that we couldn't record it all! The entire lyrics are below. Please write your own lyrics and send them to us (use comments or E-mail). We'll try hard to post any additional lyrics on this blog in the next week or so. The playing and singing are -- well, enthusiastic. It's all about the lyrics!
Here is a link to the tune:
A parody for the President
Here are the lyrics:
I’ve had enough of George W. Bush
(sung to the tune of “Gee but I want to go home”)
The President in the Whitehouse,
They say is mighty great,
He didn’t chew his food
So he choked on what he ate.
CHORUS:
Oh, I have had enough of
George W. Bush
Gee how I want him to
Gee but I want him to
Go
The President in the Whitehouse
They say is mighty smart.
If he does much more thinking
We’ll all be blown apart.
CHORUS
The President in the Whitehouse
He doesn’t like to read.
Since Cheney tells him what to think
He doesn’t see the need.
CHORUS
The President in the Whitehouse
He is a man of war.
He didn’t fight himself ‘cause
That’s what poor are for.
CHORUS
We went to find Osama.
We wound up in Iraq.
We’re spreading peace and freedom
With a “Shock and Awe” attack.
CHORUS
The bombs have started dropping
And none will go astray,
But if this thing should happen
We’ll look the other way.
CHORUS
I don’t know why we went there
I don’t know why we stay.
Ten more of our soldiers
Get wounded every day!
CHORUS
The Iraqis’ under Saddam
Were yearning to breathe free,
But torture is no way to
Spread democracy.
CHORUS
Cheney’s in a bunker
Somewhere underground.
He only comes to the surface when
There’s lots of cash around
CHORUS
It’s costs us $2 dollars
For a gallon of gas.
Prices keep on rising
‘cause Cheney likes the cash
CHORUS
The president went out biking,
And fell down on his ranch.
Then he went out biking,
And fell down on his ranch.
C.Y.A. 24/7:
This is for parody only and not for profit or gain. We believe our song falls within fair use of copyright
I can't wait to see some of the contributions (but please keep them fit for polite society).
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