Today, I was strolling down Las Vegas Boulevard (a daily haunt that is conducive to the creative workings of my artsy-fartsy visionary bent on things) when I started to fathom up a few lyrics for a catchy little tune (sure to explode on the pop charts given half-the-chance).
It goes something like this:
Ain't America great!
Ain't America great!
Gays are tying-the-knot
The medically-disabled are smoking pot
The President is black
Sarah Palin has a great rack!
USA!
USA!
USA!
Ain't America great!
Ain't America great!
Welcome the humble masses
Down with racist asses
Hurrah for Mom & Apple pie
If you believe in
Justice & Freedom for all
Vote Ron Paul!
USA!
USA!
USA!
Ain't America great!
Ain't American great!
(trail off to a dull roar)
http://www.thetattler.biz
It goes something like this:
Ain't America great!
Ain't America great!
Gays are tying-the-knot
The medically-disabled are smoking pot
The President is black
Sarah Palin has a great rack!
USA!
USA!
USA!
Ain't America great!
Ain't America great!
Welcome the humble masses
Down with racist asses
Hurrah for Mom & Apple pie
If you believe in
Justice & Freedom for all
Vote Ron Paul!
USA!
USA!
USA!
Ain't America great!
Ain't American great!
(trail off to a dull roar)
http://www.thetattler.biz
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