I Am A Sucker...

for show tunes, political satire and life imitating art.

People:
Trouble, oh we got trouble,
Right here in Capital City!
With a capital "T"
That rhymes with "B"
And that stands for Bush,
That stands for Bush.

We've surely got trouble!
Right here in Capital City,
Right here!
Gotta figger out a way
To keep the young ones moral after school!
Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble...

Harold:
Mothers of Capital City!
Heed the warning before it's too late!
Watch for the tell-tale sign of corruption!
The moment your son leaves the house,
Does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the knee?
Is there a nicotine stain on his index finger?
A dime novel hidden in the corn crib?
Is he starting to memorize jokes from Jon Daily?
Are certain words creeping into his conversation?
Words like 'stay the course?"
And 'so's your old man Cheney?"
Well, if so my friends,
Ya got trouble,
Right here in Capital City!
With a capital "T"
And that rhymes with "B"
And that stands for Bush.
We've surely got trouble!
Right here in Capital City!
Remember the Maine, Plymouth Rock,the Golden Rule and Jimmy Carter!
Oh, we've got trouble.
We're in terrible, terrible trouble.
That game with the 535 numbered seats is a devil's tool!
Oh yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble!
With a "T"! Gotta rhyme it with "B"!
And that stands for Bush!!!