The Other McCain

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The New Yorker Cover Lays Down A Stone Cold #Eastwooding

Posted on | October 5, 2012 | 3 Comments

by Smitty

Via Drudge, here’s one for the books:

Debating from an angry chair
Angry pout that steals the air
Ego hurts and I don’t care

What do I see across the way, hey
See my job molded in clay, oh
Stares at me, yeah I’m afraid, hey
Changing the shape of his face, ah yeah

Commies red I have a pair
Numbers dancing everywhere
Polling on the angry chair

Little boy made a mistake, hey
Racist reference to young Craig, oh
All that he wants is to play, hey
Get on your knees, time to pray, oh

I don’t mind, yeah
I don’t mind, I-I-I
I don’t mind, yeah
I don’t mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
I don’t mind, I-I-I
Can’t find it anywhere
I don’t mind, I-I-I

Dodd-Frank prison, we stay, hey
I’m a dull boy, work all day, oh
Racist reference to young Tagg, hey
Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze

Shoulda prepared debate side
Saw my reflection, no pride, hey
So little hope that polls died, oh
But Matthews lies, mouth so wide, hey
Weight of ideology, not the size, oh


Pink cloud has now turned to ralph
All that I want is to golf
Get on your knees cry to Wolf, boy

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