Election year done make me sick
(with Gingrich on the moon)
There's Romney, Paul and Google 'Rick'
(and Gingrich on the moon)
I can't believe the things they say
(like Gingrich on the moon?)
They love them God and hate them Gay
(and Gingrich on the moon.)
The press, I guess, sometimes report
(Newt Gingrich on the moon)
But mostly act like its all sport
(with Gingrich on the moon)
I wonder how'd we come to this
(like Gingrich on the moon)
The best and brightest? Swing and miss
(and Gingrich on the moon)
Tax code f**ked, homes bought on spec
Job market makin' me a nervous wreck
The price of everything going' up
An' as if all that sh*t wuzn't enough;
Election year done make me sick,
(with Gingrich on the moon)
There's Romney, Paul and Google 'Rick'
(but Gingrich on the moon)
And all that talk 'bout hope and change
(and Gingrich on the moon)
Believe that now and you're deranged
(like Gingrich on the moon)
Y'know there jus' ain't no real choice
('tween Gingrich and the moon)
I think I'll TiVo me "The Voice"
Where my vote counts
(and leave Gingrich on the moon)
Robin Diane Goldstein
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