YOU DEMS (VOTED OUT)

Now ...
The glare upon the windshield hides the line
But nothing hides the anger in their eyes that shines
Voter tsunami this time
We can vent our wrath

We ...
So tired of all the Marxists and their lies
With no more angry words to say
We come alive
Get into our cars and drive
To the voting site

You Dems, voted out
Dumped you en masse
Out on your ass
You Dems, voted out
You and your spite
Dumped in the night

We ...
Are old but getting wiser to The Times
We'll kick the PC and the Barry O behind
Don't you wonder how they'll whine
Toss them out tonight

You ...
Can wear "I voted" sticker like a child
And in a voting booth you turn to me and smile
They'll be toast in just a while
If we follow through

You Dems, voted out
Dumped you en masse
Out on your ass
You Dems, voted out
You and your spite
Out of our sight

You Dems, voted out
Out on your ass
Ring in new class
You Dems, voted out
Dumped in the night
Restore the light

(And now, for your listening pleasure, one of our reigning male chauvinist pigs/dinosaurs, singer Tom Jones weighs in with this question for the Democrats)

What's new, Democrats, woe ah woe ah woe ah
What's new, Democrats, woe ah woe ah woe ah

Democrats, Democrats
Why so dour .. lost your power
Your plans askew
So wallow in your cute little Democrat woes
Democrats, Democrats
We thumped you ... This you knew
You in your Democrat throes

What's new, Democrats, woe ah woe ah woe ah
What's new, Democrats, woe ah woe ah woe ah

Democrats, Democrats
You're downhilling
The One's not thrilling
His flair is through
So go and make up some cute little Democrat lies
Democrats, Democrats
We thumped you ... This you knew
You and your Democrat lies

What's new Democrats, woe ah woe ah woe ah
What's new Democrats, woe ah woe ah woe ah

Democrats, Democrats
You're malicious ... The time's propitious
As we broke through
We'll soon be loose-ing your Democrat grip
Democrats, Democrats
We thumped you ... This you knew
You and your Democrat grip
You and your Democrat lies
You and your Democrat woes

(And now, ladies and gentlemen, here's Tom Jones posing a simple question for Obama)

I saw his speech on a day when I got to even
He said his shadow of fail was up for vote
Now we're in the toilet
As he was preening I watched and it just got my goat

My, my, my, Obama
WHY?, WHY?, WHY?, Obama
I could see, with him it's all about me
Now he's tied like a weight that no Dem can free

At break of morn, with our Senate hold shorn, I was acting
I crossed the aisle to the Reps and they opened the door
He stood there preening
I spoke my change to the Reps, and he preened no more

My, my my, Obama
WHY?, WHY?, WHY? Obama
I deplore .. your need to attention whore
Forget you Obama, I just can't abide you no more

He stood there preening
I flipped from Donks to the Reps and he preened no more
My, my, my, Obama
WHY?, WHY?, WHY?, Obama
So before .. I walk 'crost that Senate floor
Forget you, Obama, I just can't abide you no more
Forget you, Obama, I just can't abide you NO MORE!

(And finally, we go from Las Vegas pop cheese to classic Victorian era poetry as Percy Bythe Shelley gives us OBYMANDIAS -- a 14 line tribute to a man whose -uppance has come)

I met a pundit from a Beltway land
Who said: "Two cracked and polished screens of glass
Stand near a garden. Near them, in Oval office
Half stunned, a shattered Redeemer sits, whose lies
And upturned nose, and sneers of Left disdain
Tell that this Leader ill his nation's spirit read
Which yet survives, stamped in time honored things
The faith they clung to, and the sons who bled
And on the telescreen these words appear
"My name is Obymandias, would be king
Look upon my frauds, ye Righties, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the wreck
Of that colossal ego, boundless and malign
The vain and empty dream did fade away."