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I'd play politics for hours Showing off my secret powers Dreaming up a smear campaign. With the flack that I'd be catching For the schemes that I'd be hatching Some might think I had a brain. That I can't indulge my wishes While Karl Rove does prison dishes, Is a dirty rotten shame. Who'd have thought that Joseph Wilson Could manipulate his Stillson To protect his precious Plame? I could prob'ly tell you why Saddam wouldn't hurt a fly, And why we didn't really need that war, But then I'd think And prob'ly start some more. I will play my magic fiddle Celebrating Rove's acquittal And Judy Miller's pain. With the thoughts Karl Rove is thinking Just to keep my ship from sinking Some might think I have a brain.
Music by Harold Arlen |