Sung to the Scottish bagpipe tune "Scotland The Brave"
Lyrics by Laika the Space Dog
Snark! When your polls are falling
Snark! Hear Obama’s calling,
Loudly and dumbly calling, down through the glen.
There where Arlen is creeping,
Now feel the bile a-leaping,
Why didn’t he change parties way back when?
Cowering in stagnant shame,
Arlen, your “Scottish Law” was lame,
You belong with Moonbats hanging in a cave,
And you’ll go down forever,
Not as a Republican never,
You'll never get my vote ever, Arlen the Knave.
Low in the Senate Chamber,
Safe and away from danger,
Chicken is the heart that beats beneath Arlen’s lies.
Toomey was going to beat you,
Commies, the old friends that greet you,
Blind as the greed that shines from traitor’s eyes.
Far off in moonbat places,
Glad are the socialist faces,
Yearning to have a majority clad Obama reign.
Where liberals are now a-scheming,
Liberty’s heart is a-screaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.
When do we get to the part where they break his legs tortuously, he gets pulled over for DUI, and he curses out the Jews, he loses almost all his friends, and the wife who married him before the time of prenups, and who's stuck with him through thick and thin, and remained hot even after popping out 15 kids finally has enough and files for divorce...
Ochh... It was a Bonny Tune! But I'd like to hear him do Papa Can You Hear Me? from Yentl.... Oh wait... there's already an Obama version using an instrumental Yitzak Perlman version of it...
Oy! It twists my kishkas...
His stupidity goes WAY back.