So ya, Thought ya, Might like to go to the show. (Nod to Floyd)

(Nod to Floyd)

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion
That socialist glow.

I’ve got some bad news for you sunshine,
Brown isn’t well, he stayed back at the hotel
And they sent Lucifer Mandelius and The Blair Babes along as a surrogate band
We’re gonna find out where you electorate really stand.

Are there any Libertarians in the theater tonight?
Get them up against the wall!
There’s one in the spotlight, he don’t look right to me,
Get him up against the wall!
That one looks English!
And that one’s Geoff Hoon!
Who let all of this riff-raff into the room?
There’s Dave smoking a joint,
And another with spots!
If Harriet had her way,
She’d have all of you shot!

Mother do you think should I drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they’ll like this song?
Mother do you think they’ll try to break Ed Balls?
Mother should I build the wall?
Mother should I run and hide under the president?
Mother should I trust my mates in the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
Mother am I really so trying?

Hush now baby, baby, don’t you cry.
Mother’s gonna make all the people’s nightmares come true.
Mother’s gonna put all her fears into you.
Mother’s gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She wont let you drive, but she might let you listen to Sting.
Mama will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama’ll help to build the wall.

Mother do you think Tony’s good enough — to me?
Mother do you think Tony’s dangerous — to me?
Mother will he tear your little boy apart?
Mother will he break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby don’t you cry.
Mama’s gonna check out all your affiliations for you.
Mama wont let anyone sane get through.
Mama’s gonna wait up until you get in.
Mama will always find out where you’ve been.
Mama’s gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,
You’ll always be baby to me.

Mother, did the deficit need to be so high?

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