Have you ever watched TV when the whole family is asleep?
Late into the night, so low volume you keep
Then without any warning, volume jumps to a boil
Comes a screaming asshole, selling snake oil
Up so many decibels, it vibrates the walls
Rattles the windows, echoes down the halls
Hey! It’s "Awesome auger”, or "Hercules hook"
"Trust me, they work. Do I look like a crook?"
Or "Sham Wow" weasel boy, ever look in his eyes?
Would you let him date your daughter, I think not, I surmise?
Now "Video Professor", He's a real sincere guy
Sends you his "disk free", "You don't have to buy"
Costs him 50cents to print, 38cents postage fee
But he such a good guy, he "gives it to you free"
"Just pay shipping and handling", that's only fair
$6.95 on your credit card, he makes no profit there
Yo! "It’s upside down tomato plant", "80 pound yield", it's no con
They just get more absurd as the evening goes on
Their products are bogus; it’s for garbage you pay
Not a single one works the way that they say
Still they’re so ubiquitous, we never get a reprieve
The well must be deep, of those who believe
Have you ever wondered why, they all cost under twenty?
Because of government policy, due to complaints a plenty
They've neither the time nor the resources, to investigate a claim
It it’s under twenty dollars, you just lost the game
And if you think that's not true, then go for it hero
You'll get your ass kicked, nineteen ninety nine to zero
But that can't be the reason, they're all nineteen ninety nine
It’s purely coincidence, their products work fine
"You can't buy this in a store", they say that too
As if it’s exclusive, made just for you
The stores will not sell it, they can't make a dime
They all come back fro refund; it's a waste of their time
But from a post office box, try to get a rescind
Say, why not do this, try pissing in the wind?
But I don't really care, about how many they gore
It’s that blitzkrieg in volume, that's what I abhor
*The Networks disclaim it, "its not louder you see?'
"Just full saturation of sound." Are you shitting me!?
It's not just a little; it’s louder by a lot
They're lying out their asses, when they say it is not*
We need an inventor, to create a device
To switch TV to mute, when volume jumps twice
I'd buy a half a dozen, for each TV on line
But not from Billy Mays, for nineteen ninety nine.
The Raving Mute
*Thank to Joe Coz, for your insight. You put the icing on the cake, made the ending just right.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
By any other name it would still smell. Dont call it a charity it's the quango from Hell
We call ourselves ACORN, you know who we are
When it comes to mortality, we've really lowered the bar
No ethics have we, no limits at all
Just a modern day version, of Tammany Hall
A "non partisan" charity, or so we say
Financed by taxes, our salaries you pay
We help out the poor, to buy their new homes
By extorting the bank, to give them bad loans
Then when they get evicted, increasing their woes
Well too bad for them, but that’s how it goes
We can’t worry about them; we've bigger fish to fry
There’s a census needs rigging, more elections to buy
So for the right fee, we promote prostitution
But it’s for a good cause, campaign contribution
So should you expose us, and show what we did
Then it was you broke the law, for that camera you hid
It was no big problem, sure we took some heat
Then right back to business, obligations to meet
We help win elections, behind the scenes
Absentee ballots, our own printing machines
Its in our charter, we can break any law
We've got friends in high places; we'll just skate like before
They why we don’t bother, to cover our tracks
The boys with the juice, they've got our backs
It’s a bullet proof vest, no matter the crime
A Get Out of Jail Free gold card and it works every time
And so it goes on, there’s no reason to stop
When the systems been wired, from bottom to top
If you think the other party, will help you out
You are sadly mistaken, It’s not what their about
Both parties too similar, to the last man
Just to give their friends jobs, give you catch as can
They both play for themselves, then you bear the load
What’s comings not pretty and its right down to the road
So now there is talk, a third party is the way
Sure they'll let that happen, that'll be the day
They'll make it so hard, with the new laws they'll pass
Hard as ramming a hot poker, up a wild cat’s ass
Still you've got the number, if you should choose
Considering the status quo, what have you got to lose?
The Raving Mute
No Wait! Hold the phone, I could be off track
I was totally wrong, I take it all back
All congress just pledged to do all that they can
To root out government corruption!
? In Afghanistan?
When it comes to mortality, we've really lowered the bar
No ethics have we, no limits at all
Just a modern day version, of Tammany Hall
A "non partisan" charity, or so we say
Financed by taxes, our salaries you pay
We help out the poor, to buy their new homes
By extorting the bank, to give them bad loans
Then when they get evicted, increasing their woes
Well too bad for them, but that’s how it goes
We can’t worry about them; we've bigger fish to fry
There’s a census needs rigging, more elections to buy
So for the right fee, we promote prostitution
But it’s for a good cause, campaign contribution
So should you expose us, and show what we did
Then it was you broke the law, for that camera you hid
It was no big problem, sure we took some heat
Then right back to business, obligations to meet
We help win elections, behind the scenes
Absentee ballots, our own printing machines
Its in our charter, we can break any law
We've got friends in high places; we'll just skate like before
They why we don’t bother, to cover our tracks
The boys with the juice, they've got our backs
It’s a bullet proof vest, no matter the crime
A Get Out of Jail Free gold card and it works every time
And so it goes on, there’s no reason to stop
When the systems been wired, from bottom to top
If you think the other party, will help you out
You are sadly mistaken, It’s not what their about
Both parties too similar, to the last man
Just to give their friends jobs, give you catch as can
They both play for themselves, then you bear the load
What’s comings not pretty and its right down to the road
So now there is talk, a third party is the way
Sure they'll let that happen, that'll be the day
They'll make it so hard, with the new laws they'll pass
Hard as ramming a hot poker, up a wild cat’s ass
Still you've got the number, if you should choose
Considering the status quo, what have you got to lose?
The Raving Mute
No Wait! Hold the phone, I could be off track
I was totally wrong, I take it all back
All congress just pledged to do all that they can
To root out government corruption!
? In Afghanistan?
Friday, October 9, 2009
Are we draining the swamp yet, Mis Speaker?
Hi its Nancy again, I descend from on high
To answer your question, as to who how and why
First comes my resume, because I’m number one
Then tactics and motives, and just how it’s done
I’m small minded and shallow, petty and vain
I even lie just on spec, when there’s nothing to gain
When questioned on issues, I’m so out of my depth
My response only slander, to hide I’m inept
I know nothing of substance, even less about facts
Those questions I dodge, using personal attacks
In my mirror I practice, my face of sincere
But it’s so hard to mime, looks too wooden I fear
Like my “Dear in the headlights”, I use that one a lot
If would make Marcel Marceau gag, give thumbs down and say “NOT”
I decried “Nuclear option” as evil, when it came up with Alito
Still the term “Nuclear option”, has too arbitrary a connotation
So I redefined it in new speak, it’s now called “reconciliation”
But now it serves my purpose, so I’ll just change my credo
I was first to condemn Wilson, when he stepped over the line
But about Charlie Rangle, his conducts just fine
I’ll defend any act, or denounce it as vile
My only criterion is, “which side of the aisle?”
I can't be constrained, by honesty and fair play
They're so not convenient, when they get in the way
My hypocracy is legend, the essence of my style
It defines my persona, just like my fake smile
I’ll exploit even the dead, crack my voice eulogize
Slip in my agenda, try this on for size
For three days without sleep, I stood at his bed
Overcome by such grief, many tears did I shed
With his last dying breath, he raised up his head
“Integrity, integrity, integrity”, the last words he said
No wait! That’s not it, I just got confused
That doesn’t even fit, besides it’s already been used
Yes! Now I remember, his final request
“Pass this one for the Gipper, so my soul it can rest”
So join us in tribute, to pass this healthcare
I have no clue with a it says, but I’m sure it’s fair
It won’t go over budget, or run off the rail
The government will run it, so how can it fail?
We stand on our record, for problems we’ve solved
Look how past projects turned out, once we got involved
This new bill is the panacea, to lower the cost
I’ll explain how it works, try not to get lost
Tort reform is a non issue, there’s no way it works
Law lobby checkbooks would close, we’d lose our best perks
It’s as simple as that, it was Howard said it best
“The lawyers won’t allow it”, and we serve at their behest
There’s a much better way, we’ve been given the word
Lose the feebs and the geezers, its called thinning the herd
Mandatory end of life counseling, code name Soylent Green
What’s your favorite color? Step inside the machine
A true act of compassion, to end suffering and pain
No more disability checks either, each good deed has its gain
As for the opposition, it was himself made the call
He said “Go for the throat, take no prisoners at all”
So I took the lead, the public to trash
With my usual tact, I caused a backlash
So we jumped to the insurance companies, they’re not like anyway
They’re orchestrating dissent, manufacturing dismay
But support is still flagging, blocking our path
We’ve got to find someone, then macee public wrath
It’s got to be a big fish, get the media to bite
Sink the hook deep, change their leads every night
So we’ll just keep on trying, until we find the right one
To keep spinning your heads, until it is done
It was long ago called solugi, we treat you like fools
You’re the monkey in the middle, in a game with no rules
And it’s not just the democrats, the republicans too
We’re every one of us for sale, but just not to you
It’s about money and power, and you’re not in the loop
Special interest cracks the whip, and we jump through their hoop
How can you not see it? In the halls every week
Lobbyists and law makers hand in hand cheek to cheek
And it doesn’t even matter, who they represent
Be it big business the unions, or a foreign government
All votes up for auction, on the block every day
It’s by invitation only, just high rollers get play
But don’t feel disenfranchised, I’ll tell you why
You’ve still got the best government that money can buy
And you get yours too, many benefits and more
Everyone has good credit, at the company store
Its big brother who runs it and it’s just how it looks
We just keep making up number, and cooking the books
We’re just mortgaging the future, to subsidize the past
In a giant ponzi pyramid, that we all hope will last
So when our little babes grow up, point at us and say
“What the hell was your problem, Was there no better way?”
Don’t get all defensive or indignant and shout
Just tell hem straight up, what it was about
Say “Kid it’s really too bad, that now you have to pay
But to tell you the truth, we never thought of this day”
To answer your question, as to who how and why
First comes my resume, because I’m number one
Then tactics and motives, and just how it’s done
I’m small minded and shallow, petty and vain
I even lie just on spec, when there’s nothing to gain
When questioned on issues, I’m so out of my depth
My response only slander, to hide I’m inept
I know nothing of substance, even less about facts
Those questions I dodge, using personal attacks
In my mirror I practice, my face of sincere
But it’s so hard to mime, looks too wooden I fear
Like my “Dear in the headlights”, I use that one a lot
If would make Marcel Marceau gag, give thumbs down and say “NOT”
I decried “Nuclear option” as evil, when it came up with Alito
Still the term “Nuclear option”, has too arbitrary a connotation
So I redefined it in new speak, it’s now called “reconciliation”
But now it serves my purpose, so I’ll just change my credo
I was first to condemn Wilson, when he stepped over the line
But about Charlie Rangle, his conducts just fine
I’ll defend any act, or denounce it as vile
My only criterion is, “which side of the aisle?”
I can't be constrained, by honesty and fair play
They're so not convenient, when they get in the way
My hypocracy is legend, the essence of my style
It defines my persona, just like my fake smile
I’ll exploit even the dead, crack my voice eulogize
Slip in my agenda, try this on for size
For three days without sleep, I stood at his bed
Overcome by such grief, many tears did I shed
With his last dying breath, he raised up his head
“Integrity, integrity, integrity”, the last words he said
No wait! That’s not it, I just got confused
That doesn’t even fit, besides it’s already been used
Yes! Now I remember, his final request
“Pass this one for the Gipper, so my soul it can rest”
So join us in tribute, to pass this healthcare
I have no clue with a it says, but I’m sure it’s fair
It won’t go over budget, or run off the rail
The government will run it, so how can it fail?
We stand on our record, for problems we’ve solved
Look how past projects turned out, once we got involved
This new bill is the panacea, to lower the cost
I’ll explain how it works, try not to get lost
Tort reform is a non issue, there’s no way it works
Law lobby checkbooks would close, we’d lose our best perks
It’s as simple as that, it was Howard said it best
“The lawyers won’t allow it”, and we serve at their behest
There’s a much better way, we’ve been given the word
Lose the feebs and the geezers, its called thinning the herd
Mandatory end of life counseling, code name Soylent Green
What’s your favorite color? Step inside the machine
A true act of compassion, to end suffering and pain
No more disability checks either, each good deed has its gain
As for the opposition, it was himself made the call
He said “Go for the throat, take no prisoners at all”
So I took the lead, the public to trash
With my usual tact, I caused a backlash
So we jumped to the insurance companies, they’re not like anyway
They’re orchestrating dissent, manufacturing dismay
But support is still flagging, blocking our path
We’ve got to find someone, then macee public wrath
It’s got to be a big fish, get the media to bite
Sink the hook deep, change their leads every night
So we’ll just keep on trying, until we find the right one
To keep spinning your heads, until it is done
It was long ago called solugi, we treat you like fools
You’re the monkey in the middle, in a game with no rules
And it’s not just the democrats, the republicans too
We’re every one of us for sale, but just not to you
It’s about money and power, and you’re not in the loop
Special interest cracks the whip, and we jump through their hoop
How can you not see it? In the halls every week
Lobbyists and law makers hand in hand cheek to cheek
And it doesn’t even matter, who they represent
Be it big business the unions, or a foreign government
All votes up for auction, on the block every day
It’s by invitation only, just high rollers get play
But don’t feel disenfranchised, I’ll tell you why
You’ve still got the best government that money can buy
And you get yours too, many benefits and more
Everyone has good credit, at the company store
Its big brother who runs it and it’s just how it looks
We just keep making up number, and cooking the books
We’re just mortgaging the future, to subsidize the past
In a giant ponzi pyramid, that we all hope will last
So when our little babes grow up, point at us and say
“What the hell was your problem, Was there no better way?”
Don’t get all defensive or indignant and shout
Just tell hem straight up, what it was about
Say “Kid it’s really too bad, that now you have to pay
But to tell you the truth, we never thought of this day”
Monday, September 21, 2009
Guide for the Meat Puppets
These are the 5 Commandments of of the two faction one party system known as the GOPDNC which is commonly mistaken as being two distinct entities.
To All Apostles
1. We are the word, Thou shalt not speak no words but our words.
2. Honor the strategy meeting with lockstep lipservice to our platform.
3. Remember the talking points, keep them holy by constantly repeating them, until they change.
4. Faithfully adhere to the Alphabet Protocol of ABC. When describing our candidate thou shalt Always Be Complimenting. When describing their candidate thou shalt Always Be Criticising.
5. Thou shalt never answer an awkward question about our candidate except by turning the response into an attack on the opposition candidate.
For guidance on how to live by the Commandments, see examples below:
1. If our guy runs across the tarmac in a downpour to board a plane speak reverently about his commitment to get the job done and improve the quality of life for his constituents even at the risk of his own safety. End by postulating that perhaps there is some truth to the rumor that he actually does walk on water.
2. If their guy runs across the tarmac in a downpour to board a plane question in suspicious tones why he was in such a hurry to duck the press and sneak out of town in such a a surreptitious way. End with the observation that this is just one more example that this man doesn't have sense enough to come out of the rain.
3. Whenever you are asked a question about a position of ours that is unpopular with the public, answer by saying "That's not the point. The point is...". Then go into a litany of derogatory attacks on the oppositions position on the issue. If the interviewer continues to press you with the question, insist that you "have answered the question".
We are the GOPDNC and we approve this behavior. For further refinement of your skills read the pamplets below:
1. "Sarcasm trumps the facts" by Rush Limbaugh. "A physical deformity is just a visible manifestation of mental imcompetance. So shut up you Feeb. If it's sympathy you are looking for it's between swill and syphilis in the dictionary."
2. "Pejorative Tirades Inspire the Choir" by Keith Oberman. "Evan a one trick pony can land a good job if he is animated and can feign anger by throwing paper in the air."
3. Palliation and The Weasel Out" by Mike Nifong. "To the extent that I may have unintentionally mispoken about some minor facts. I was misquoted and besides I never said pinkie promise."
4. "Duck Speak Raised to a High Art Form" by George Orwell. "When used to describe a party member it's a compliment. When used to describe the opposition it's a criticism."
5. "When you take the Man's money, you ride for the brand" Co-authored by Carl Rove and Bob Beckel. "There is no act so questionable that it cannot be either exaggerated or explained away. It all depends on which party the culprit or innocently accused belongs to."
The Raving Mute
Originally posted on adayinthelifeofalif.blogspot.com on September 1st 2008
To All Apostles
1. We are the word, Thou shalt not speak no words but our words.
2. Honor the strategy meeting with lockstep lipservice to our platform.
3. Remember the talking points, keep them holy by constantly repeating them, until they change.
4. Faithfully adhere to the Alphabet Protocol of ABC. When describing our candidate thou shalt Always Be Complimenting. When describing their candidate thou shalt Always Be Criticising.
5. Thou shalt never answer an awkward question about our candidate except by turning the response into an attack on the opposition candidate.
For guidance on how to live by the Commandments, see examples below:
1. If our guy runs across the tarmac in a downpour to board a plane speak reverently about his commitment to get the job done and improve the quality of life for his constituents even at the risk of his own safety. End by postulating that perhaps there is some truth to the rumor that he actually does walk on water.
2. If their guy runs across the tarmac in a downpour to board a plane question in suspicious tones why he was in such a hurry to duck the press and sneak out of town in such a a surreptitious way. End with the observation that this is just one more example that this man doesn't have sense enough to come out of the rain.
3. Whenever you are asked a question about a position of ours that is unpopular with the public, answer by saying "That's not the point. The point is...". Then go into a litany of derogatory attacks on the oppositions position on the issue. If the interviewer continues to press you with the question, insist that you "have answered the question".
We are the GOPDNC and we approve this behavior. For further refinement of your skills read the pamplets below:
1. "Sarcasm trumps the facts" by Rush Limbaugh. "A physical deformity is just a visible manifestation of mental imcompetance. So shut up you Feeb. If it's sympathy you are looking for it's between swill and syphilis in the dictionary."
2. "Pejorative Tirades Inspire the Choir" by Keith Oberman. "Evan a one trick pony can land a good job if he is animated and can feign anger by throwing paper in the air."
3. Palliation and The Weasel Out" by Mike Nifong. "To the extent that I may have unintentionally mispoken about some minor facts. I was misquoted and besides I never said pinkie promise."
4. "Duck Speak Raised to a High Art Form" by George Orwell. "When used to describe a party member it's a compliment. When used to describe the opposition it's a criticism."
5. "When you take the Man's money, you ride for the brand" Co-authored by Carl Rove and Bob Beckel. "There is no act so questionable that it cannot be either exaggerated or explained away. It all depends on which party the culprit or innocently accused belongs to."
The Raving Mute
Originally posted on adayinthelifeofalif.blogspot.com on September 1st 2008
The World According to Nancy
"Justice! I hate justice. It's the law that I love" - The king in Gullivers Travel's by J Swift
I was duly elected, true it was just one city
Still now I speak for Congress, gee ain't that a pity
Yes it's me that they chose, when they took the vote call
That speaks for their judgement, that says it all
So now I make the laws, along with my friends
With hubris and arrongance, means justified by ends
I supported dissent, back in the day
But now we are in power, so free speach is passe
It's like totally bogus, its Unamerican you see
To voice your opinion, unless I agree
How dare they presume , that their voices be heard
They're just little people, it's utterly absurd
Now they're stirred up, town hall protest they make
I'm so not impressed, let them eat cake
They should just shut up, we dont need their advice
It's for them we are building, a workers paradise
A true Great Society, that's what we melding
Just me and my friends, like Harry the Gelding
So, should they continue to protest to long
We'll take off the gloves and unleash ACORN
Our rat squad is in place, they read every blog
Enemies of the state, we record in our log
Not since Tricky Dick, has it been done so well
Slander and intimidation, all opposition to quell
And as far as the media, should they question to hard
They've been put on notice, we'll play the race card
Except MSNBC, their views are just fine
They write better scripts, than our own party line
It makes me ecstatic, it's almost like heaven
Our very own infomercial, running twenty four seven
They cherry pick whats news, then slant it and spin
An unrelenting barrage, of sycophant din
As for that other network, I won't say their name
You know who I mean, they wont play our game
They give me disphasia, they make me say BAH!
Refuse to sit in our circle, and sing kum-bai yah
They point out our flaws, give voice to the prole
It has to be stopped, we need more control
Fairness doctrine it failed, so a new law we'll pass
To nationalize the media, make them all just like Tass
They'll come under one name, I've got it for sooth
We'll just call them all, The "Ministry of Truth"
Then we'll ram through each bill, the public can't spike it
We're your government in action, how do you like it?
Who cares about cost, trillions are fine
We'll just tax all new income, I've already got mine
And the national debt, why should anyone care?
Generations not born yet, It's for them to bear
So you thought we'd be better, than the last guys?
Both parties count on that, Hel-lo Que Surprise!
The difference is small, between who holds the whip
From the cup of great statesmen, you never shall sip
No matter our party, our gender or race
We all talk out our ass, and both sides of our face
But dont get discouraged, I'll tell you why
Keep hoping for change, it's on that we rely
Who knows, it could happen?
The day that pigs fly!
The Raving Mute
Originally posted on adayinthelifeofalif.blogspot.com on August 23rd, 2009
I was duly elected, true it was just one city
Still now I speak for Congress, gee ain't that a pity
Yes it's me that they chose, when they took the vote call
That speaks for their judgement, that says it all
So now I make the laws, along with my friends
With hubris and arrongance, means justified by ends
I supported dissent, back in the day
But now we are in power, so free speach is passe
It's like totally bogus, its Unamerican you see
To voice your opinion, unless I agree
How dare they presume , that their voices be heard
They're just little people, it's utterly absurd
Now they're stirred up, town hall protest they make
I'm so not impressed, let them eat cake
They should just shut up, we dont need their advice
It's for them we are building, a workers paradise
A true Great Society, that's what we melding
Just me and my friends, like Harry the Gelding
So, should they continue to protest to long
We'll take off the gloves and unleash ACORN
Our rat squad is in place, they read every blog
Enemies of the state, we record in our log
Not since Tricky Dick, has it been done so well
Slander and intimidation, all opposition to quell
And as far as the media, should they question to hard
They've been put on notice, we'll play the race card
Except MSNBC, their views are just fine
They write better scripts, than our own party line
It makes me ecstatic, it's almost like heaven
Our very own infomercial, running twenty four seven
They cherry pick whats news, then slant it and spin
An unrelenting barrage, of sycophant din
As for that other network, I won't say their name
You know who I mean, they wont play our game
They give me disphasia, they make me say BAH!
Refuse to sit in our circle, and sing kum-bai yah
They point out our flaws, give voice to the prole
It has to be stopped, we need more control
Fairness doctrine it failed, so a new law we'll pass
To nationalize the media, make them all just like Tass
They'll come under one name, I've got it for sooth
We'll just call them all, The "Ministry of Truth"
Then we'll ram through each bill, the public can't spike it
We're your government in action, how do you like it?
Who cares about cost, trillions are fine
We'll just tax all new income, I've already got mine
And the national debt, why should anyone care?
Generations not born yet, It's for them to bear
So you thought we'd be better, than the last guys?
Both parties count on that, Hel-lo Que Surprise!
The difference is small, between who holds the whip
From the cup of great statesmen, you never shall sip
No matter our party, our gender or race
We all talk out our ass, and both sides of our face
But dont get discouraged, I'll tell you why
Keep hoping for change, it's on that we rely
Who knows, it could happen?
The day that pigs fly!
The Raving Mute
Originally posted on adayinthelifeofalif.blogspot.com on August 23rd, 2009
An Ode to The Media
We call it the NEWS, who what where when and how
True once it was that, but what is it now?
It was just the facts, or at least they did try
Reduced not to theater, with embellishment and lie
No dog in the fight, back in the days
Now they sell product, just like Billy Mays
A hypothetical scenario, and how it is spun
Not hard to predict, if you know each one
An Iraqi bus, to a check point approaches
Passengers unknown, as it slowly encroaches
It stops not at Redline, but keeps rolling on
Taking no chances, it's fired upon
Impossible to know, why this took place
Yet here comes the Media, in their "Breaking News" race
First there is Hannity, he'll tell it right
"It was hardcore Al Queda, coming to fight"
A cadre of killers, with a gun in each hand
Our brave lads took them out, for God and homeland
Next is Christain, she'll tell it true
It was Iraqi workers, with a driver too new
Uncelar rules of engagement, troops not trained too long
Middle ground is out staple, so both sides must be wrong
THen there is Oberman, he'll tell it real
Twas Girl Scouts on Church picnic, Mother Theresa at the wheel
The troops held their fire, it was Bush there's no doubt
He said "just kill them all, let God sought them out"
And Last Al Jezeera, the truth they will tell
It was brave holy warriors, come to rout the Infidel
Each fought like ten tigers, they won victory and fame
With the blessing from Allah, all praise to his name
And such is the NEWS, in all of it's glory
Quote whomever you choose, they're all talking story
A new here it comes,that timely "Hard Break"
The unstoppable force, it's like an earthquake
They'll cut one off in midsentence, It's "Hard Break" don't you see?
It's ordained by God, it's not up to me
So what is its purpose? This force like Niagra
It's for selling John Basedow, Sham Wow, and Viagra
Noticed have you, when a big thing takes place?
"Hard Breaks" disappear, without any trace
Not hard to stop afterall, still why do they dare?
It's fear you'll change the channel, they'll lose too much share
Now its back to the NEWS, time for comic relief
Give us Bigfoot & Britney, or the most stupid theif
How come NEWS to this, such a pitiful state?
Not by conspiracy, no reason so great
A wise man once said, I'll tell you for sooth
The first casualty in war, is always the truth
The Raving Mute
Originally posted on adayinthelifeofalif.blogspot.com on August 28th, 2008
True once it was that, but what is it now?
It was just the facts, or at least they did try
Reduced not to theater, with embellishment and lie
No dog in the fight, back in the days
Now they sell product, just like Billy Mays
A hypothetical scenario, and how it is spun
Not hard to predict, if you know each one
An Iraqi bus, to a check point approaches
Passengers unknown, as it slowly encroaches
It stops not at Redline, but keeps rolling on
Taking no chances, it's fired upon
Impossible to know, why this took place
Yet here comes the Media, in their "Breaking News" race
First there is Hannity, he'll tell it right
"It was hardcore Al Queda, coming to fight"
A cadre of killers, with a gun in each hand
Our brave lads took them out, for God and homeland
Next is Christain, she'll tell it true
It was Iraqi workers, with a driver too new
Uncelar rules of engagement, troops not trained too long
Middle ground is out staple, so both sides must be wrong
THen there is Oberman, he'll tell it real
Twas Girl Scouts on Church picnic, Mother Theresa at the wheel
The troops held their fire, it was Bush there's no doubt
He said "just kill them all, let God sought them out"
And Last Al Jezeera, the truth they will tell
It was brave holy warriors, come to rout the Infidel
Each fought like ten tigers, they won victory and fame
With the blessing from Allah, all praise to his name
And such is the NEWS, in all of it's glory
Quote whomever you choose, they're all talking story
A new here it comes,that timely "Hard Break"
The unstoppable force, it's like an earthquake
They'll cut one off in midsentence, It's "Hard Break" don't you see?
It's ordained by God, it's not up to me
So what is its purpose? This force like Niagra
It's for selling John Basedow, Sham Wow, and Viagra
Noticed have you, when a big thing takes place?
"Hard Breaks" disappear, without any trace
Not hard to stop afterall, still why do they dare?
It's fear you'll change the channel, they'll lose too much share
Now its back to the NEWS, time for comic relief
Give us Bigfoot & Britney, or the most stupid theif
How come NEWS to this, such a pitiful state?
Not by conspiracy, no reason so great
A wise man once said, I'll tell you for sooth
The first casualty in war, is always the truth
The Raving Mute
Originally posted on adayinthelifeofalif.blogspot.com on August 28th, 2008
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