The time has come, I think, my friends
To stand and raise your voices
Because the way I see it now
We only have two choices
Capitulate to socialists
And willingly agree
The government can own you
If they give you stuff for free
Turn off the lights, take back your cars
And when they pass the bill
Decide who gets the pacemaker
And who just gets the pill
Or rally round a President
Who, with his blots and smudges
Created jobs, blew up the Dow
And got through countless judges
Who, fighting inquisitions
And loads of Doubting Thomases
Has, more than any other man
Fulfilled his campaign promises
Now some say these alternatives
Can both elicit pain
But one way theres so much to lose
With everything you gain
Your fancy friends dont like his looks
And say the guy is boorish
But thanks to grubby Charles Martel
Were all not speaking Moorish
Sure, he doesnt toe the mark
With State Department Guidelines
But with the future up for grabs
You cant sit on the sidelines
I know that there are times you think
I know how Sophie felt
But when you have to play for keeps
You play the hand youre dealt
Will you fight for liberty
As boys once did in Flanders
Or like some geeks choose General Tsos
Over Colonel Sanders
So, drown your doubts in liquor
Or go and tour a winery
Whatever gives you courage
Because the choice is binary