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Ditty for Hill...it goes like this
Desperado, why don't you read the Cafe?
You been out burnin' bridges for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
I know that you got your William
These things that are drivin' you
Can hurt you somehow (like the dangerous kitchen)
Don't you draw the wrong conclusions, girl
they'll fool you if they're able
Volunta-ree humili-tee's your best bet...
Now it seems to me, some grand things
Have been laid upon your table (Chelsea's life)
But you only want the one that you can't get
Desperado, oh, you ain't a Clinton comebacker
Your reign and your hunger, they're drivin' you sad
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's why
we all support Obama,
And squeaky squawkin' puts him up-front all alone
Don't the power words grow stale these days?
The promises snow, and the vows you can't do
It's hard to tell the right time to abdicate
You're losin' all your super-delegate-votes
Ain't it funny how the buzz just goes away?
Desperado, don't burn your incense to power
Come down from your pinnacles, open your heart
It may be rainin', and those are Obama's donations
Better let somebody love you or you'll just get beat.
Comments (1)
The Harder They Come
Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
They'll always laugh at you when they see you cry
So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share of delegates that's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
Well the pundits are trying to keep me down
Old foes are trying to drive me underground
And Obamites think they've got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done
So as sure as the press will whine
I'm gonna get my share of votes that's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
ooh yeah oh yeah woh yeah ooooh
And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you abdicate you can't
I'd rather be a free woman riding out a wave
Than backstage at the convention as a slave
So while I know that Republicans won't be kind
I'm gonna show them all that Dems can have a spine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
February 26, 2008 4:14 AM | Reply | Permalink
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