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The Tea Party's on its last legs. And except for me it's the dregs, So guess what I'm hauling to a higher calling. I'm joining the "long past their sell-by date" eggs. The pay's so much better for a paper shredder – Where the pay's not for making a stink – Than a part-time blackballer who's forced to holler And drive everybody to drink. No more pretence at doing, Such as banning the term "lunatic," When all you hear is pooh-poohing. That can hurt lunatics to the quick. Plans like the single pay option? No more! Not from the moment I walk through that door. Progressive thoughts from Heritage brains? I'll be the very first one that complains. My ideology, the one that I know, I learned from Monopoly: "Do not pass Go." You lecherous gen'rals? "Go directly to jail." You're civilian culls. How can I fail? Yes, I'm a cull, too, but I make lots more dough, Though I don't collect bosoms like you guys I know. Bosoms or billions? It's damn hard to choose, Though these brains at Heritage claim we can't lose. Obstruction's an art at which I excel. Do nothing at all? I'm expert, For all of which they pay very well. Bosoms? Or Congress? No… I've hit pay dirt.
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