September 8th, 2008
Party Foul
It's gotta be a party! Yeah, you gotta be a part. It's gotta be fancy! Oh, you just gotta be a fan. Yeah, it's gotta have substance. Everybody's got a stance, for crying out loud. But you gotta be substantial -- And money talks -- So, you probably gotta be financial; It's all about the dollars and cents. We don't need your common sense! We make the laws, my friend, And one of us will be President in the end. "Oh, it's good to be a candidate," And that's about the only candid moment you'll get. The rest of the time I gotta use what I've spent 6 years to learn: Time is just something to burn. I'll throw everything at you that I can muster; I've just gotta filibuster! And who cares what I say, As long as I get my way? Woah, woah, woah! "It should be illegal"? You know, you don't seem normal... But, you know, I'm a salesman at heart, Here's an advil with which I'm willing to part. Take it for the headache -- You deserve a break. "Bite my tongue"? Oh, you're no fun. I'm not doing anything wrong. Here, let me play you a pop song! "You're not listening"? But I hear you just fine with this thing! I just received it in the mail, And there's a warranty if it should fail: It's a pack of ear plugs That fit nice and snug. See? This is perfect for me.