Obamaville

Here is the Barack Obama personal theme song.

Obamaville

(To the tune of Margaritaville)

Got a lot on my plate

A negative jobs rate

And healthcare reform is in quite a coil

I bowed to a foreign king

Massachusetts saw a swing

As the voter’s blood is beginning to boil

Wasting away again in Obamaville

Ground the economy down to a halt

Some people claim that I’m to blame

But I know, it’s George Bush’s fault

I can see the reason

These folks I’m not pleasin’

They’re a bunch of redneck, inbred yahoos

They call me snooty

I don’t give a hooty

What they think, I know best what to do

Wasting away again in Obamaville

Ground the economy down to a halt

Some people claim that I’m to blame

But I know, it’s George Bush’s fault

Transparent, no I’m not

On C-Span I flip-flopped

Broke every promise I made on the road

On a spending bender

With China the lender

I only pray they don’t call in the loan

Wasting away again in Obamaville

Ground the economy down to a halt

Some people claim that I’m to blame

But I know, it’s George Bush’s fault

Some people claim that I’m to blame

But I know, it’s George Bush’s fault

Grandma Got Run Over By the Congress

Grandma Got Run Over By the Congress
(to the tune of Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer)

Grandma got run over by the congress
Just days before this Christmas eve
Now she requires approval from a panel
To get the care her doctors say she needs

Grandma needs a hip replacement
She has cancer in her bone
But the panel says it isn't cost effective
The truth is that the woman's just to old

She needs supplies for Diabetes
Her blood sugar she must check
But the panel has denied her
They say it's all because she's way too fat

Grandma got run over by the congress

Just days before this Christmas eve
Now she requires approval from a panel
To get the care her doctors say she needs

And we can't forget old Grandpa
As his prostate starts to swell
He needs some tests and maybe medication
But the panel told the man to go to hell

All that panel will give grandma
Is a body bag in black
But they approved an augmentation
To give Michelle a slightly bigger rack

Grandma got run over by the Congress
Just days before this Christmas Eve
Now she requires approval from a panel
To get the care her doctors say she needs

Now her goose is cooked and roasted
Her grave we've just begun to dig
She died while waiting for approval
From a government's that's gotten way too big

What will be the fate of Grandpa
None of the Congressmen can tell
The only thing of which they're certain
Is the need to exempt all of themselves

Grandma got run over by the Congress
Just days before this Christmas Eve
For wrongfull death my family is now suing
Both Pelosi and that Harry Reid

Stop Remaking The USA

Stop Remaking
(To the tune of Rock Me Gently)

Just what the hell is
Happening here
Where are the values
We hold dear
Federal spending Is way out of control
(control, control, control)

On the floors
Of the House and Senate
They vote to raise their spending limit
Sinking the nation into a deficit hole

Stop remaking
Restore today
The Constitution
Of the USA
For we have never been screwed like this before

The people cry
Stop what you’re doing
Congress won’t listen, just keeps moving
Unemployment they refuse to see

Buyers remorse
Is setting in
44% now
Want Bush back in
Return the power, back to you and me

Stop remaking
Restore today
The Constitution
Of the USA
For we have never been screwed like this before

Fredd, if you want to appy you imagination to this one as well it might help to get "The Night Chicago Died" out of your head.