Thank you for your endurance for pixel-hogging ditties.
I find them as tedious to scroll through as you do. But sometimes lyrics flow better than intended.
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♫
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that rhetoric used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they’d be “Hope”-y for a while.
But fibbing always made me shiver,
With every State of the Union I’d deliver;
Bad news — do the four-step,
I couldn’t take one more step
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about Benghazi brides
But something touched me deep inside
The day our momentum died.
So buy, buy this Obamacare lie
Drove my Chevy to Doc Levy
But they levied a fine;
The good ol’ boys’ network wouldn’t say why
This’ll be the day that I die;
This’ll be the day that I die.
Did you write your book at all?
And do you have faith in God or Baal?
Is the Bible Belt a so-and-so?
Now, do you believe in Iraq and coal?
Can Pelosi save a Protean soul?
And can you teach me how to jam real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with raves,
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ on their graves;
You and Michelle kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those blacks-versus-blues.
I was a moany teenage pass-the-buck
Hated Nascar Nation and pickup trucks
But I knew I was out of luck
The day that healthcare died
So buy, buy this Obamacare lie
Drove my Chevy to Doc Levy
But they levied a fine;
The good ol’ boys’ network wouldn’t say why
This’ll be the day that I die;
This’ll be the day that I die.
Now for eight years we’ve been on our own
Fake rapes reported in Rolling Stone
But that’s not how it used to be;
When Lester interviewed the king and queen
After hanging with Paula Dean
In a voice that came from NBC . . .
Holder, scolder, looking through your folder
The chill you feel just got a whole lot colder
With eighteen levels of bureaucrats;
It landed foully on your ass
On Christmas Eve, the motion passed,
And even the Court jester on the side of the Moonbats.
… Speaking of “Blah-Blah Fests” . . .
Thank you for your endurance for pixel-hogging ditties.
I find them as tedious to scroll through as you do. But sometimes lyrics flow better than intended.
.
♫
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that rhetoric used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they’d be “Hope”-y for a while.
But fibbing always made me shiver,
With every State of the Union I’d deliver;
Bad news — do the four-step,
I couldn’t take one more step
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about Benghazi brides
But something touched me deep inside
The day our momentum died.
So buy, buy this Obamacare lie
Drove my Chevy to Doc Levy
But they levied a fine;
The good ol’ boys’ network wouldn’t say why
This’ll be the day that I die;
This’ll be the day that I die.
Did you write your book at all?
And do you have faith in God or Baal?
Is the Bible Belt a so-and-so?
Now, do you believe in Iraq and coal?
Can Pelosi save a Protean soul?
And can you teach me how to jam real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with raves,
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ on their graves;
You and Michelle kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those blacks-versus-blues.
I was a moany teenage pass-the-buck
Hated Nascar Nation and pickup trucks
But I knew I was out of luck
The day that healthcare died
So buy, buy this Obamacare lie
Drove my Chevy to Doc Levy
But they levied a fine;
The good ol’ boys’ network wouldn’t say why
This’ll be the day that I die;
This’ll be the day that I die.
Now for eight years we’ve been on our own
Fake rapes reported in Rolling Stone
But that’s not how it used to be;
When Lester interviewed the king and queen
After hanging with Paula Dean
In a voice that came from NBC . . .
♫
Holder, scolder, looking through your folder
The chill you feel just got a whole lot colder
With eighteen levels of bureaucrats;
It landed foully on your ass
On Christmas Eve, the motion passed,
And even the Court jester on the side of the Moonbats.
He’s probably waiting until after Trump apologizes to his supporters who voted against Hillary because of her ties to Goldman Sachs.
(And if the “less expensive” replacement causes me to lose my insurance or my premium to rise, I’ll be calling for an apology)
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