Thursday, February 19, 2004
This normally isn't a musical weblog, but I really couldn't resist. I call this little composition "Goodbye Vermont's Rose"
Goodbye Howard Dean
Though I never knew you at all
You had to disgrace yourself
After Iowa was called
You marched out of New England
With those voices in your brain
Telling you to slam your party
Preen and generally do stuff in that vein
And it seems to me you ran this race
Like a looney from the bin
Never actually realizing
What country you're in
And I would have liked to have known you
Or at least figure out your id
Your campaign burned out long before
Your ego ever did
(Self)-Righteousness was tough
The role you always played
Since no one else could have real principles
Other than those that you proclaimed
There's more to the electorate
Than liberals who are rich
One can't win without moderates
It's true, though it's a b----
And it seems to me you ran this race
Like a looney from the bin
Never actually realizing
What country you're in
Preaching to the choir
Doesn't bring converts to the church
You might make Nader happy,
But you'd leave us in the lurch
Goodbye Howard Dean
It's time for you to go
Take a long look at the electoral map
And thanks for the screaming show
Goodbye Howard Dean
Though I never knew you at all
You had to disgrace yourself
After Iowa was called
You marched out of New England
With those voices in your brain
Telling you to slam your party
Preen and generally do stuff in that vein
And it seems to me you ran this race
Like a looney from the bin
Never actually realizing
What country you're in
And I would have liked to have known you
Or at least figure out your id
Your campaign burned out long before
Your ego ever did
(Self)-Righteousness was tough
The role you always played
Since no one else could have real principles
Other than those that you proclaimed
There's more to the electorate
Than liberals who are rich
One can't win without moderates
It's true, though it's a b----
And it seems to me you ran this race
Like a looney from the bin
Never actually realizing
What country you're in
Preaching to the choir
Doesn't bring converts to the church
You might make Nader happy,
But you'd leave us in the lurch
Goodbye Howard Dean
It's time for you to go
Take a long look at the electoral map
And thanks for the screaming show
