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| Topic: The Obama and Hillery song!!! | |
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Edited by
GOALLTHEWAY
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Wed 10/29/08 05:18 PM
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Obama aka. Scarecrow
I could while away the hours, conferrin' with the Powers. Consulting' with IRAN. And my BALLS I’d be scratchin' while my TAXS were busy hatchin' If I only had a brain. I'd unravel every riddle for any individ'le, In trouble or in pain. Hillery Clinton aka Dorky With the thoughts you'll be thinkin' you could be another Lincoln If you only had a brain. Obama aka Scarecrow Oh, I could tell you why The TERRORIST ARE ON OUR SHORES. I could think of things I never thunk before. And then I'd sit, and think some more. I would not be just a nothin' my head all full of stuffin' My heart all full of CHANGE. I would dance and be merry, I’D BE SWEET LIKE A FAIRY, If I only had a brain. Hillery Clinton aka Dorky. Ohh! Wonderful! Why, if our scarecrow back in ARKANSAS could do that, the REDNECKS’D be scared to pieces! Obama aka Scarecrow They would? Dorky. Yes Obama aka Scarecrow Where's Kansas? Dorky That's where I live. And It’s one of the 57 states you visited! Obama aka Scarecrow Do you think if I went with you this Grand Wizard would give me some brains? Hillery Clinton aka Dorky I couldn't say. But even if he didn't you'd be no worse off than you are now. Obama aka Scarecrow Yes, that's true. Look - I won't be any trouble, because I don't eat a thing, and I won't try to manage things, because I can't think. Won't you take me with you? Hillery Clinton aka Dorky Of course, I will. Obama aka Scarecrow Hooray! We're off to see The Grand Wizard! Hillery Clinton aka Dorky Oh - well, you're not starting out very well. Obama aka Scarecrow Oh, I'll try! Really, I will. To Oz! |
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That's hilarious 
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Palin's song.....
Huh, I'm pretty vote for me, I got nothing else going for me... Wait that's not a song. |
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Palin's song..... Huh, I'm pretty vote for me, I got nothing else going for me... Wait that's not a song. Wah Wah Waaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh |
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Palin's song..... Huh, I'm pretty vote for me, I got nothing else going for me... Wait that's not a song. 
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DONT TAX ME BRO!!!
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Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy name Bush.
His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush. He drank like a fish while he drove all about. But that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out. DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up. Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale. He can't spell his name but they never let him fail. He spends all his time hangin' out with student folk. And that's when he learns how to snort a line of coke. Blow, that is. White gold. Nose candy. The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam. Kin folks say, "George, stay at home with Mom." Let the common people get maimed and scarred. We'll buy you a spot in the Texas Air Guard. Cushy, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy. Twenty years later George gets a little bored. He trades in the booze, says that Jesus is his Lord. He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna be." So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP. Gun owners, that is. Falwell. Jesse Helms. Come November 7, the election ran late. Kin folks said "Jeb, give the boy your state!" "Don't let those colored folks get into the polls." So they put up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes. Chads, that is. Duval County. Miami-Dade. Before the votes were counted five Supremes stepped in. Told all the voters "Hey, we want George to win." "Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation. And that's how George finally got his coronation. Rigged, that is. Illegitimate. No moral authority. Y'all come vote now. Ya hear? |
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Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy name Bush. His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush. He drank like a fish while he drove all about. But that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out. DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up. Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale. He can't spell his name but they never let him fail. He spends all his time hangin' out with student folk. And that's when he learns how to snort a line of coke. Blow, that is. White gold. Nose candy. The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam. Kin folks say, "George, stay at home with Mom." Let the common people get maimed and scarred. We'll buy you a spot in the Texas Air Guard. Cushy, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy. Twenty years later George gets a little bored. He trades in the booze, says that Jesus is his Lord. He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna be." So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP. Gun owners, that is. Falwell. Jesse Helms. Come November 7, the election ran late. Kin folks said "Jeb, give the boy your state!" "Don't let those colored folks get into the polls." So they put up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes. Chads, that is. Duval County. Miami-Dade. Before the votes were counted five Supremes stepped in. Told all the voters "Hey, we want George to win." "Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation. And that's how George finally got his coronation. Rigged, that is. Illegitimate. No moral authority. Y'all come vote now. Ya hear? Are you sure this song is not about TED KENNEDY ???? |
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Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy name Bush. His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush. He drank like a fish while he drove all about. But that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out. DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up. Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale. He can't spell his name but they never let him fail. He spends all his time hangin' out with student folk. And that's when he learns how to snort a line of coke. Blow, that is. White gold. Nose candy. The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam. Kin folks say, "George, stay at home with Mom." Let the common people get maimed and scarred. We'll buy you a spot in the Texas Air Guard. Cushy, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy. Twenty years later George gets a little bored. He trades in the booze, says that Jesus is his Lord. He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna be." So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP. Gun owners, that is. Falwell. Jesse Helms. Come November 7, the election ran late. Kin folks said "Jeb, give the boy your state!" "Don't let those colored folks get into the polls." So they put up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes. Chads, that is. Duval County. Miami-Dade. Before the votes were counted five Supremes stepped in. Told all the voters "Hey, we want George to win." "Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation. And that's how George finally got his coronation. Rigged, that is. Illegitimate. No moral authority. Y'all come vote now. Ya hear? Are you sure this song is not about TED KENNEDY ???? Yeah, sounds more like a Kennedy
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Obama aka. Scarecrow
I could while away the hours, conferrin' with the Powers. Consulting' with IRAN. And my BALLS I’d be scratchin' while my TAXS were busy hatchin' If I only had a brain. I'd unravel every riddle for any individ'le, In trouble or in pain. Hillery Clinton aka Dorky With the thoughts you'll be thinkin' you could be another Lincoln If you only had a brain. Obama aka Scarecrow Oh, I could tell you why The TERRORIST ARE ON OUR SHORES. I could think of things I never thunk before. And then I'd sit, and think some more. I would not be just a nothin' my head all full of stuffin' My heart all full of CHANGE. I would dance and be merry, I’D BE SWEET LIKE A FAIRY, If I only had a brain. Hillery Clinton aka Dorky. Ohh! Wonderful! Why, if our scarecrow back in ARKANSAS could do that, the REDNECKS’D be scared to pieces! Obama aka Scarecrow They would? Dorky. Yes Obama aka Scarecrow Where's Kansas? Dorky That's where I live. And It’s one of the 57 states you visited! Obama aka Scarecrow Do you think if I went with you this Grand Wizard would give me some brains? Hillery Clinton aka Dorky I couldn't say. But even if he didn't you'd be no worse off than you are now. Obama aka Scarecrow Yes, that's true. Look - I won't be any trouble, because I don't eat a thing, and I won't try to manage things, because I can't think. Won't you take me with you? Hillery Clinton aka Dorky Of course, I will. Obama aka Scarecrow Hooray! We're off to see The Grand Wizard! Hillery Clinton aka Dorky Oh - well, you're not starting out very well. Obama aka Scarecrow Oh, I'll try! Really, I will. To Oz! |
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