My Way #2 Sung by Barack Obama
May 6, 2010 at 10:17am
My Way with the POTUS
And now that I’ve been here
Nearly a year
I am quite certain
Decisions that I’ve made
Have left the nation broke and hurtin’
I’ve borrowed all I can
From friends and foes
On every by-way
To hell with common sense
I did it MY WAY
Regrets, they are for fools
And it’s important that I mention
As king, I break the rules
And laugh about my good intentions
I planned this puppet show
Each careful step I did the sly way
But oh, much more than this
I did it MY WAY
Yes, there were times, truth be told
I came across as somewhat cold
I bit off more than I could chew
Then sent the bill to all of you
There’s nothing more that I can say
I did it MY WAY
I loved, I’ve laughed, and yes, I’ve lied
I’ve lived a life of my own choosing
I see the masses hunker down
You know I find it all amusing
To think I caused such pain
In every village on the highway
And all because I flapped my jaws
And did it MY WAY
For what is a man
What has he got?
Without Teleprompters
He really has naught
Can’t say the things he wants to say
Or play the games that he must play
It matters not
Look what I’ve wrought
I did it MY WAY!
And now that I’ve been here
Nearly a year
I am quite certain
Decisions that I’ve made
Have left the nation broke and hurtin’
I’ve borrowed all I can
From friends and foes
On every by-way
To hell with common sense
I did it MY WAY
Regrets, they are for fools
And it’s important that I mention
As king, I break the rules
And laugh about my good intentions
I planned this puppet show
Each careful step I did the sly way
But oh, much more than this
I did it MY WAY
Yes, there were times, truth be told
I came across as somewhat cold
I bit off more than I could chew
Then sent the bill to all of you
There’s nothing more that I can say
I did it MY WAY
I loved, I’ve laughed, and yes, I’ve lied
I’ve lived a life of my own choosing
I see the masses hunker down
You know I find it all amusing
To think I caused such pain
In every village on the highway
And all because I flapped my jaws
And did it MY WAY
For what is a man
What has he got?
Without Teleprompters
He really has naught
Can’t say the things he wants to say
Or play the games that he must play
It matters not
Look what I’ve wrought
I did it MY WAY!
Mr. Olbermann (Sung to the tune of Mrs. Robinson by Simon and Garfunkle)
January 23, 2011 at 7:11pm
And here’s to you Mr. Olbermann
Barack loves you more than you’ll ever know(wo wo wo )
God bless you please Mr, Olbermann
PBS has spots for libs like you (woo woo woo woo)
We’d like to know the reasons that you are so very vile
We’d like to help your apoplectic self
Look around you all you see is Beck and all those guys
Stroll around the networks and you’ll see your liberal clones
And here’s to you Mr. Olbermann
Barack loves you more than you’ll ever know
God bless you please Mr. Olbermann
PBS has spots for those who stray (hey hey hey hey hey hey hey)
Hide your bleeding heart inside a place where no one goes
Put it with your stack of old fruitcakes
It’s just a secret, just the idle rich’s affair
Most of all you hide it from yourself
Coo coo ca choo Mr. Olbermann
Barack loves you more than you’ll ever know (wo wo wo)
God bless you please Mr, Olbermann
PBS has spots for libs like you (woo woo woo woo)
Sitting on your high horse
While the candidates debate
Laugh about it shout about it
Then you make them choose
Leftist drivel and you know you’re gonna lose
Where have you gone dear Joseph Biden
A nation turns its jaundiced eyes to you
What’s that you say Mr. Olbermann
Juiced-up Joe has up and gone away (hey hey hey hey hey hey hey)
Barack loves you more than you’ll ever know(wo wo wo )
God bless you please Mr, Olbermann
PBS has spots for libs like you (woo woo woo woo)
We’d like to know the reasons that you are so very vile
We’d like to help your apoplectic self
Look around you all you see is Beck and all those guys
Stroll around the networks and you’ll see your liberal clones
And here’s to you Mr. Olbermann
Barack loves you more than you’ll ever know
God bless you please Mr. Olbermann
PBS has spots for those who stray (hey hey hey hey hey hey hey)
Hide your bleeding heart inside a place where no one goes
Put it with your stack of old fruitcakes
It’s just a secret, just the idle rich’s affair
Most of all you hide it from yourself
Coo coo ca choo Mr. Olbermann
Barack loves you more than you’ll ever know (wo wo wo)
God bless you please Mr, Olbermann
PBS has spots for libs like you (woo woo woo woo)
Sitting on your high horse
While the candidates debate
Laugh about it shout about it
Then you make them choose
Leftist drivel and you know you’re gonna lose
Where have you gone dear Joseph Biden
A nation turns its jaundiced eyes to you
What’s that you say Mr. Olbermann
Juiced-up Joe has up and gone away (hey hey hey hey hey hey hey)
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