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Your party's over, Rename your war what you may. They've shown that your nincompoops Still lack the troops to play. Where are you hiding? Your spider hole? Five weeks deriding The casualty toll? Your party's over, You claim that "we'll" stay the course. Your "we"'s a dead horse – No way! You led with your right. Now you must pay. Watch for the shake out – Elections soon – No way you'll make out, Your party's over. Roll over, Buffoon.
Music by Jule Styne |