Written by Mike Holmes <ucsd!castle.edinburgh.ac.uk!fofp> Sung to the tune Lost Johnny, by Hawkwind. Lost George =========== You only get a single chance The rules are very plain The truth is well concealed to ensure Others get the blame And you know what really gets them Cheering from afar Is tired old jokes and homilies >From a faded movie star And up there in the White House They're trying to make us scream By stealing from the carcass of the old American Dream Could you find some cocaine Just across the street? Lost George is in here playing Trick Or Treat The time has come for you to choose You'd better get it right Republicans with bright white teeth Are getting real uptight They speak of Family Values And Jesus Christ their Lord And worry about communists In Uncle Sam's back yard And in the inner cities The sound of shots still rings While the governor of the state Is cutting the purse strings Run and fetch a senator For God's sake make it brief The folks who own the S&L's Are craving tax-relief Now Bill he looks so genial And you know he really tries But every time he gets his say It's obviously lies About Jennifer and MaryJane And how he didn't inhale And how he went to England Instead of Vietnam or Jail And here inside the voting booth If the choice is what it looks You might as well have just stayed home Than voted in more crooks Run and fetch your credit card You'd better make it fast The whole damn nation's deep in debt So spend while it still lasts
(From the "Rest" of RHF)