7/20/2013, 1:37 pm
Goodbye Auntie T.
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace of a punch in the face
White House pressors called
They called for liberal footwork
And they listened for your brain
They set you on the spin-mill
And they always called your name
chorus:
And it seems to me you did your job
Like a liberal full of spin
Never knowing what conspiracy to cling to
When the GOP was in
And I wish truth would have known you
But it never did
Your reporting burned out long before
Your legend never did
Truthfullness was tough
The toughest role you never played
Media created a superstar
And no shame was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still applauded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Aunti was never too rude
(repeat chorus)
And it seems to me you did your job
Like a liberal full of spin
Never knowing what conspiracy to cling to
With a Jewish state put in
And I wish truth would have known you
But it never did
Your reporting burned out long before
Your legend never did
Goodbye Auntie T
Though I never knew you at all
You had the place hold your seat
In the front row of it all
Goodbye Aunti T
From the reporter in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something more than liberal
More than just a mouthpiece for the PLO.
(repeat chorus)
And it seems to me you did your job
Like a liberal full of spin
Never knowing what conspiracy to cling to
When the GOP was in
And I wish truth would have known you
But it never did
Your reporting burned out long before
Your legend never did
Your reporting burned out long before
Your legend never did