The People's Cube - Political Satire

Well, I moved into this New York shack
After the presidency
Life was tough cos we were poor

Poor, poor Hillary
Poor, poor Hillary
Poor, poor Hillary
A senate seat left for me
Nobody's broke as me
Woe, woe is me

Did some cattle futures in Arkansas
Was my claim to fame
Said I really invested pretty good
Don't remember names

Yes, I really invested pretty good
Then there was this Vincent Foster
Left him in Fort Marcy Park
And those records I got losted

Poor, poor Hillary
Poor, poor Hillary
Vast Right Wing Conspiracy
Nobody's broke as me
Woe woe is me

Well, I met sniper fire in Bosnia
Once Yugoslavia
Me and Chelsea had to hunker down
They said, "Take some cover, mama"

Poor, poor Hillary
Poor, poor Hillary
Oh, Benghazi let me be
Nobody's broke as me
Woe woe is me

Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor Hillary
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor Hillary
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor Hillary

Bill and I
Travel to the beat of a different drum
Can't you tell by the way we run
for any public office that we see?

Ohhh, you cry and moan
And say I'm a rich gal.
but honey child I'll give you some doubts.
You can't see my mansion for the trees

Now don't get me wrong
It's not that I'm desolate
It's just that I'm too poor to own the market
For a girl who wants to live so extravagantly

And I'm not saying that I aint wealthy
All I'm saying's that I'm not ready
To buy any person place or thing
To try and buy everything that I need.

So goodbye
I'm a-leavin'
I see no sense in all your questions
You will live a lot longer
If you don't interview me

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I hate it
It's just that I'm trying to get elected
So I can be in the White House and lead.

And I'm not saying that I aint wealthy
All's I saying's that I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and stop my path to Presidency.

So goodbye
I'm a-leavin'
I see no sense in all your questions
You will live a lot longer
If you don't interview me

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