You've been in play for such a long time. We know you've been told where to go. So what's the deal? That's how folks feel And where you ought to be. Look what has happened in the meantime. Iran is gumming up your show. DC's a zoo, All due to you. Rummy, your stuff's finis. Rummy, How they love to, how we love to Jeer at you, Rummy. You've let the whole world be A place where folks all Shudder at the thought of Bushie's Mammy Waiting for him, praying for him And his pal Rummy, So they can show her More blood and gore For kicks like on his Dixie shore.
Music by George Gershwin |