SINGALONG #8 --- MORE BOB DYLAN!!!

STUCK INSIDE A RED STATE WITH THE LEFT WING BLUES AGAIN

(to the tune of "Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again", music by Bob Dylan, these lyrics by Snave. Lyrics in CAPS weren't changed from Dylan's original words.)

Bill O'Reilly talks in circles
And he tells me to pipe down.
I'd ask him why he lies so much
But he'd tell me to leave town.
And Tom Ridge, he treats me kindly
And gives me his duct tape,
BUT DEEP INSIDE MY HEART
I know the country can't escape.
Oh, Dubya, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red State
With the left-wing blues again.

Well, Santorum's in the alley
WITH HIS POINTED SHOES AND BELLS
Speaking like some French guy,
Stuck in his closet hell.
AND I WOULD SEND A MESSAGE
To find out if he's gay,
BUT THE POST OFFICE HAS BEEN STOLEN
And the mailman's gone astray.
Oh, Ashcroft, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red StateWith the left-wing blues again.

Nader tried to tell me
To stay away from the oil line.
He said that all the SUV men
Just burn up the oil like wine.
An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,
But then again, there's only one I've called
An' he just took my job away
An' kicked me in the balls."
Oh, Cheney, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red State with the left-wing blues again.

Dubya won last week,
Though his head is full of rocks,
AND EVERYBODY STILL TALKS ABOUT
HOW BADLY THEY WERE SHOCKED.
And me, I didn't think it'd happen,
I KNEW HE'D LOST CONTROL
When he built a war in Baghdad
AND SHOT IT FULL OF HOLES.
Oh, Rummy, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red State with the left-wing blues again.

Now the senators came down here
Showing ev'ryone their machines,
And they showed us how to use them,
You know it really was obscene.
An' me, I nearly was trusting
But it would be against all hope
To do an electronic ballot
And get left without a vote.
Oh, Condi, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red State with the left-wing blues again.

Now Rush Limbaugh looked so happy
When I asked him why he smiled,
With twenty million of his listeners
So permanently riled.
But he cursed me when I laughed at him,
THEN I WHISPERED "NOT EVEN YOU CAN HIDE.
You see, you're just as asshole,
So I HOPE YOU'RE SATISFIED."
Oh, Cheney, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red StateWith the left-wing blues again.

Now the Rain Man rules the country,
With his little smirky grin.
He's just a Texas liar,
Tryin' to sell us railroad gin.
An' just like a fools we drink it
An' it strangles up our minds,
An' now the GOP just gets uglier
An' we've lost all sense of time.
Oh, Colin, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red StateWith the left-wing blues again.

When Dubya says believe him
With his macho cowboy smirk,
Well we can watch him lie for free
And we know he's just a jerk.
An' I say, "Aw come on now,
You must know about the people's needs."
An' he says, "The people may know what they want,
But a war is what I need."
Oh, 'Sama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red State with the left-wing blues again.

Now the rockhead lives in the White House
Where the neon madmen speak.
They all fit there so perfectly,
Even though they are so weak.
AN' HERE I SIT SO PATIENTLY
WAITING TO FIND OUT WHAT PRICE
YOU HAVE TO PAY TO GET OUT OF
GOING THROUGH ALL THESE THINGS TWICE.
Oh, Dubya, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside a Red State with the left-wing blues again.