Preachers and patriots and dumb politicians, All with the same threats of eternal perdition If the passions we're feeling are not the same passions they're spieling, Should join Screechers and idiots and hip-hop musicians In pretending they're Earnhardts who'll start their ignitions And proceed to race clockwise at Daytona and say their good-byes. There is no one quite as offensive as you Except Robert Novak pretending he's red white and blue By betraying the name of a spy whose sole mission Was saving the rest of us from demolition And sadly prolonging their spieling and his traitorous squealing.
Music by Walter Donaldson |