Everyone is telling me
The ship of state is sinking
Then why the sound, from Washington
Of champagne glasses clinking?
Everything reported
Counting from the last election
Is drawn out and distorted
Like a Mercator projection
Each day, I’m bombarded
By the dim and the demented
Telling me this Groundhog Day
Is sooooo unprecedented
It seems that nothing limits
What they’ll say to grab back power
After watching CNN
I have to take a shower
Every word that’s spoken there
Is far too half by sly
Washington is clearly where
Your conscience goes to die
They built the city on a swamp
And frankly, nothing’s changed
The best that we once hoped to see
Were deck-chairs re-arranged
And when some one shows up
Who takes us back from the abyss
The creatures rise up saying, “No,
We won’t have none of this.”
We’ll launch and inquisition
To diminish and distract him
We have to shame to silence
Those deplorables who backed him
I won’t back down a fraction
Not a footstep, not a smidge
The captain is the captain
Till the captain leaves the bridge
(I’d rather go down with him
I will never join the club
I just won’t say “I’m sorry”
But I may soon say, “Glub, glub.”)
