You'd better watch out 


REST YE CORP'RATE GENTLEMEN

God rest ye corp'rate gentlemen, let nothing you dismay
Remember Bush our saviour who one December day
Was saved from all the voters' power, when they'd been led astray,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.

In New Haven, Connecticut, this friend of wealth was born
A silver spoon within his mouth, (though not a silver tongue)
Illit'racy his mother Barb tried vainly to reform,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.

From terrorists on distant shores the wing-ed weapons came
And unto certain targets, explosions of the same
Mindless that in Washington the Son of Bush did reign,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.

So in the name of battling Bin, our bought Bush boy does run,
Sends taxes back to corporate tills, in billions (ain't it fun?)
With average folks distracted by charades with jets and guns,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.
-Cecil L. Bothwell

RUDOLPH THE RED CROSS MAYOR

Rudolph the red cross mayor
He's the one who always knows
Just how to come out smelling
Like a wild Irish rose

All of the other mayors
Used to think he was insane
They always thought poor Rudy
Basically a royal pain

Then one early Tuesday morn
'sama's planes swooped in;
Rudy jumped up to the mic
Called the feds and quelled the fright

Now everybody loves him
Here's what all the people say:
Rudolph the red cross mayor
You'll be emporer one day!
-Edward Ericson Jr.

VIOLENT RIGHT

Violent Right
Holy Right
Drop the Bomb
It's all right

'Round up dissidents
Send them to jail
Throw some anthrax in
Everyone's mail

Creeep in heavenly pea-ece
Creep in heavenly peace.
-Edward Ericson Jr.

JOHN ASHCROFT IS WEARING A FROWN

You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
Don't protest or pout
I'm telling you why
John Ashcroft is wearing a frown

He's making a list
He's checking it twice
He's gonna decide who's naughty or nice
John Ashcroft is wearing a frown

He hears you on your cell phone
He sees e-mail you send
He decides if you've been bad or good
Your rights he won't defend

So, you'd better watch out
You'd better not smile
He says it's just fine
To hold you without trial
Cause, John Ashcroft is wearing a frown

Don't call in an attorney
For John will listen in
You may be placed in custody
Your freedom ne'er to win

So, you'd better watch out
You'd better hide low
He's getting to know you
And his powers do grow
Yes, John Ashcroft is wearing a frown
-William A. Sievert (with apologies to Coots/Gillespie)

JINGLE SELLS

We're dashing through the store with a squeaky wheeled cart
Through the aisles we go, in Target and Wal-Mart,
Bells at checkouts ring, making wallets light,
What fun it is to buy and binge, and charge it all tonight.
Oh jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
What fun it is to go in debt, just why I cannot say-ay.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to spend our next six months of pay.

A week or two ago, the economy looked blue,
November sales were off a lot, the worst since '92.
But we are patriots, we knew that we must spend,
And since we each bought lots of crap, the Waltons won again.
Oh jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
What fun it is to go in debt, just why I cannot say-ay.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to spend our next six months of pay.
-Cecil L. Bothwell

O COME ALL YE TASTEFUL


Oh come all ye tasteful, smug and upward trending
Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bloo-oo-mingdales,
Come and behold clothes, sewn by slaves in Shanghai town,
O come let us adorn us, O come let us adorn us,
O come let us adorn uh-us, we look divine.

Yea, Lord & Taylor, Claiborne this happy morning,
T.J. Max and Ralph Lauren and Bu-oogle Boy.
Work of the sweat shops, on our backs appearing.
O come let us adorn us, O come let us adorn us,
O come let us adorn uh-us, we look divine.

Sing, buyers of labels, sing in exultation,
Sing all ye citizens of First World towns.
Glory we buyeth, won't we look so glorious?
O come let us adorn us, O come let us adorn us,
O come let us adorn uh-us, we look divine.
-Cecil Bothwell

LET THEM GO

Oh the weather outside's delightful
But for theme-park staff, it's frightful
Since Disney is making less dough
Let them go, let them go, let them go
Man, it doesn't show signs of stopping,
As the economy keeps on flopping
Forget going on with the show
Let them go, let them go, let them go

As his hotels turn out their lights,
Their occupancy rates so lukewarm,
And with park crowds still very slight,
Michael Eisner is sounding alarms

Now, with cast members sent home crying,
The tickets, they're not worth buying
At $50, there's weak cash flow
Let them go, let them go, let them go

So the Mouse has his hand extending
Begging aid from government spending
But to his workers, a kiss he'll blow
Let them go, let them go, let them go
-William A. Sievert

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