Apologies to the Monkees "I'm a Believer"

We thought we could always hide from terrorists
They'd hurt someone else but never we
They set out to get us
And on Nine-one-one
O. bin Laden shattered all our dreams

Then Bush took him on, said "I'm the Decider."
No one saw a doubt in his mind
He stood strong, He's the Decider
Not a backslider, strong of spine!

Now we face another choice for President
Seems when we need choice the less we get
We don't want more RINOs
All they give is pain
We just want Conservatives again!

Now then when I vote, I'm the Decider!
No one sees a doubt in my mind
When I vote, I'm the Decider
Don't want a backslider, strong of spine!

Repeat chorus

Now when you vote, You're the Decider!
Inform your choice, no doubts in your mind
When you vote, You're the Decider
No more backslider, Qualified!

With apologies to Lennon/McCarthy "I'm a Loser"

She's a loser
She's a loser
And she's not what she appears to be

Of all elections we've won or have lost
There is one name no one ever should cross
She has support of vast millions, my friend
We should have known she might win in the end

She's a loser
And she hasn't got integrity
She's a loser
And she's not what she appears to be

Although she cackles she is but a clown
Beneath the mask she is wearing a frown
Our tears will soon fall like rain from the sky
Is it for her or ourselves we should cry?

She's a loser
And she hasn't got integrity
She's a loser
And she's not what she appears to be

(harmonica and guitar riff)

What have we done to deserve such a fate?
I really fear that we've left it too late
And it is true, the election's next fall
Don't vote for her or we might lose it all

She's a loser
And she hasn't got integrity
She's a loser
And she's not what she appears to be

Since she's showing signs of weakness...gotta do one more anti-Hillary parody before I lose my material! LOL

Change your Evil Ways (original song by Santana)

You've got to change your evil ways, Hilly
If you want us to vote for you
You've got to change, Hilly
We don't think that what you say is true
You've got us cryin' and weepin' all over town
You say Obama and Oprah are running you down
This can't go on, Lord knows you got to change, Hilly

When you come 'round, Hilly
Your words are harsh and your voice is cold
You send out old Billy
But even with him you might implode
We're getting tired of hearing of scandals again
We need somebody who don't need to be in the pen
You can't go on, Lord knows you got to change, Hilly

You can't go home, Hilly
White House is there for the people's choice
We don't want more, Billy
You both are bad as our country's voice
We don't want health care, more taxes, or Bill foolin' around
We want somebody who won't make us look like a clown
This can't go on!  Lord knows you got to change, Hilly

Based on America's Horse with No Name. 
Originally written by Dewey Bunnell

When we first elected Clinton
Bill was looking just like the rest
He was calm and tall, a good old boy
He could talk a good line with the best
The first thing he did was to expand women's choice
With more funding and new drugs
When he opened his mouth the hot air rose
And his cronies were found to be thugs

I've been through the wringer with a Clinton in charge
It was hard to be upbeat in pain
But at least we all can remember his name
Don't forget his wife will be more of the same
La, La....

After two terms with old Bill in charge
Our country was in a spin
They impeached Bill on the Senate floor
Pretty soon Vince Foster was dead
And with Whitewater, Travelgate all adding there too
Bill would lie and sold Lincoln's bed

I've been through the wringer with a Clinton in charge
It was hard to be upbeat in pain
But at least we all can remember his name
Don't forget his wife will be more of the same
La, La....

After eight years we now have old Hillary
It don't make much sense to me
Why'd we choose to put them back in charge
When we really want to be free?
The POTUS is a person with a hand on the phone
Don't  you want someone who is sane?
In the White House, Oh please remember their name
Cause the Clintons were there and brought us all shame

I've been through the wringer with a Clinton in charge
And I don't want to go there again!
But at least we all can remember his name
Don't forget his wife will be more of the same
La, La....

From Starship "We Built this City"

We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
Built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil

Say you don't worry, Our Constitution's strong
Why don't you want to say, who's right and who's wrong?
Knee deep in the campaign, who will get the nod?
Too many candidates and all of them are flawed

Obama spars with Clinton, Rush is on the radio, don't you remember
We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
Built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil

Someone's always playing their campaigning games
Who cares they're always slinging Mud on others' names
We just want our country to go on being free
Won't you be responsible, Won't you speak for me?

Mitt Romney spars with Rudy, Rush is on the radio, don't you remember
We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
Built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil

It's just another campaign on a four year plan
Clinton has got a choke hold
 So says the anchorman

How can we stop her? Do we have a plan?
Don't say you won't go vote We must find our man! 
Don't tell me you're climbing aboard the ship of fools
We must save America our tradition rules

(I'm looking out over this United States.  Need a victory on election day! No more RINO or Demo Republic)

Don't you remember (member) (member)

(What's your favorite candidate, in your favorite country? The country where we're free, the country that rocks, the country of liberty)

Obama spars with Clinton, Rush is on the radio,
Don't you remember
We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil

We built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
Built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
Built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil
Built this country, we built this country on freedom's soil

(we built, we built this country) built this country (we built, we built this country)
--repeats out

Based on Down in the Boondocks by Billy Joe Royal


Call me Obama
Call me Obama
Hil'ry puts me down
She wants to wear the crown
I was born to

I hate her, she hates me
'Cause I might interrupt her guarantee
Lord have mercy on the boy you-all call Obama.

Ev'ry night I dream about the White House and the Hill
I really want to go and live up there
And I guess I always will
But I'm the best man in this race
'Cause the Oprah is on my side
And all that Hill'ry Clinton has
Is her status as Billy's bride.

Call me Obama
Call me Obama
Hil'ry puts me down
She wants to wear the crown
I was born to

I hate her, she hates me
'Cause I might interrupt her guarantee
Lord have mercy on a boy you-all call Obama.

Call me Obama
Call me Obama

One fine day I'll find a way to move from Illinois
I'll hold my head up like a king
And I ever will be filled with joy
Until November I'll work and slave
Campaigning every dime
With Oprah helping me be seen
Each night on Prime-time

Call me Obama
Call me Obama
Hil'ry puts me down
She wants to wear the crown
I was born to

I hate her, she hates me
'Cause I might interrupt her guarantee
Lord have mercy on a boy you-all call Obama
Lord have mercy on a boy you-all call Obama
Lord have mercy on a boy you-all call Obama

From Steely Dan "Do it Again"

In the morning they go running
'cross the US southern border
And patrolmen cannot fire
'cause they haven't got no order
And illegals take our IDs
'cause they want to steal our nation
And the highways aren't safer
With illegal infiltration
Send them back, Jack, They're not our friends
Illegals round 'em up 'round
Back, Jack, They're not our friends.

Build a wall and they will climb it
Or they'll pay to have a guide
Don't enforce the law or border
'cause they know just where to hide
Those who hire them are evil
They exploit the poor and yearning
And less honest folk come with them
As we to our doom are learning
Send them back, Jack, They're not our friends
Illegals round em up 'round
Back, Jack, they're not our friends.

Should al Qaeda have a foothold,
And they plan to bring us sorrow
All this time we've been ignoring
Consequences due tomorrow
Congress says just let them jump the queue
And they'll be legal voters
We're the land of milk and honey
And we must not close our borders
Send them Back, Jack, they're not our friends
Illegals round 'em up 'round
Back, Jack, they're not our friends.

Wow, I am getting weary of the tidal wave (at least in the media) that is propelling Hillary into the nomination for our next President.  I haven't given up on a Hunter/Tancredo nomination, but it isn't looking good when they don't have the 'traction' we keep being told a candidate needs. 

Elsewhere is seems we may have a repeat of the last election where so many Republicans opted out of the process in 'protest'...I personally don't think that worked out too well.  So with that in mind, I have written the following parody.  Please vote for the GOP.... it HAS to be better than what the Democrats are serving up on a daily basis.

Based on Stop! In the Name of Love (Supremes) original song written by 

Brian Holland/Lamont Dozier/Edward Holland, jr.)

Maybe, maybe
We can turn the tide of change
If we just hold the course
We must keep our intentions clear
Our Constitution and our values near
But this time before we cast our vote
Wond'ring if we can rock the boat
(think it over) Will our candidate be strong?
(think it over) Will it be our nation's swan song?

Stop! It's election day
Don't keep yourself away
Stop! It's election day
Don't keep yourself away
Think it over
Think it over

I've watched the polls
Polls that say we've lost
I've even seen them
Calculate the cost
But has the MSM's affection
Made it sure they'll sway this election?
But this time before you stay at home
Please listen to this poem
(think it over) Do we want a Clinton Prez?
(think it over) Do we want our own Chavez?

Stop! It's election day
Don't keep yourself away
Stop! It's election day
Don't keep yourself away
Think it over
Think it over

I've tried so hard to end disinformation
Hoping we'd stop this abomination
But each time the Clintons are together
I'm so afraid we'll be losing all forever

Stop! It's election day
Don't keep yourself away
Stop! It's election day
Don't keep yourself away
Think it over!
Think it over!

This one is based on the Temptations' song "Papa was a Rolling Stone"   While I don't agree with everything that Bush has done while in office, I feel like he has gotten a bum rap about a lot of stuff.  I remember how optimistic he was when he went to Washington and how he wanted to be a Unite-er.  When the Congress decided to be obstructionist, he got the blame for that too.  Remember the 2000 election?


Twas on a 7 November
That day I'll always remember, yes I will
Cause that was the day our democracy died
We never got a chance to cheer him
Never hear nothing but bad things about him
And now, why don't you listen to me while I tell you the truth.

"Dubya said he'd change the tone
Whenever he came into Washington
(But when he tried) All they left him was alone."
"Dubya said he'd change the tone
Whenever he came into Washington
(But when he tried) All they left him was alone."

Well, well

Hey Congress, is it true what they say,
That hanging chads held up the election for nearly two months?
And Congress, some bad talk going around town
Saying that Dubya stole the election in the Al Gore fight
And that ain't right.
Hey, talk about Dubya doing drugs and drive drinkin'
Congress said they'd cooperate and all the time winkin'
Dealing in lies, And blaming Mr. Bush for it all.

"Dubya said he'd change the tone
Whenever he came into Washington
(But when he tried) all they left him was alone."

"Dubya said he'd change the tone
Whenever he came into Washington
(But when he tried) all they left him was alone."

Tell me how old Bush won a second election?
Folks said he'd trample rights just to give us protection
But is anyone there going to tell us the truth?
And Congress? They say that Dubya never was much on thinking
Waste money and time; their approval is sinking.
But we're not depending on them to tell us the truth.

"Dubya said he'd change the tone (well, well, well)
Whenever he came into Washington
(But when he tried) all they left him was alone. Lone, lone, lone, lone alone"
"Dubya said he'd change the tone
Whenever he came into Washington
(But when he tried) all they left him was alone."

This parody is based on the Beatles' song "When I'm 64"

When we're all stuck with Hillarycare
A few years from now
Will you still be handling your family's health
Choose your doctor, keeping your wealth?
If you will find you need surgery
Will the wait be more?
Will it be better, if we just let her
Be our guarantor?

OOOOO

Bill will be there too....
And if we let them in
I think I might Spew!

Will she be handy, leading a war
When she hates our troops?
Will she close down GITMO and just set them free
Let Al-Qaeda hit you and me?
She'll tell the generals making the plans
Don't you ask for more!
Will we be safer, will she shoot straighter
When she guards the door?

I can still remember when the Clintons had the House of White
And it was a mess!
Bill would tell such lies
Interns were on their knees
And Vince Foster died.

Send her a message, let down your hair
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely that she has to stop
Yours sincerely, No agitprop
Give her your answer, send out your vote
Don't you let her score
It won't be better, if we just let her
Be our guarantor.
Whew!

Apologies to Johnny Cash "I Walk the Line"

I keep a close watch on old Hillary
She tells us all we'll have health care for free
If she's elected, danger I foresee
Because she lies, I agonize.

I find it very, very easy to be blue
The MSM won't cover Mr. Hsu
Yes, I'll even say it's true she is a shrew
Because she lies, I agonize.

As sure as day is light and night is dark
We saw Vince Foster laying in a park
Do we once more into those days embark?
Because she lies, I agonize.

She has a way to keep us on the dole
Her scandals soon will rival grassy knoll
Everyone tells us just listen to the poll
Because she lies, I agonize.

I keep a close watch on those liberal scum
I wish they'd all go back from whence they come
Soon we'll be singing "We Shall Overcome."
Because she lies, I agonize.

To the tune of There's a Yellow Rose in Texas.

There's some Democrats in Congress,
One name is Harry Reid
Nobody else can top him
In thought or word or deed
He tries to sound like Churchill,
But troop funds he denies
And if he's re-elected, who will apologize?

He's the biggest little whiner
That Congress ever knew
He says he'll back the troops but
 He hasn't got a clue
You may talk about Ted Kennedy
Or scream at Nancy P.
But all Democrats in Congress are a travesty to me.

When you think about the danger
If Nancy were the Prez
You'd know we need to stop them
They hang out with Chavez
We must change the tone, and find a way
To stop these bureaucrats
No more Tax and Spend Republicans! Let's squash the Democrats

They're the biggest little losers
That Congress ever saw
If gridlock were in fashion,
They'd win for shock and awe
They'd hand out more perks to Immigrants
Who aren't here legally
For the Hundred and tenth Congress is a shame from sea to sea.

When the Democrats are talking
They try to sound so bright
They say they'll raise our taxes,
Or the Patriot Act's a blight
They'll withhold the funds from soldiers
Or say the war is lost
They only help Al Qaeda, no matter what the cost.

They're the biggest bunch of losers
That Congress ever knew
Their scandals include Clinton
Who gets her funds from Hsu
You may think they care about this land
But observations tell
That the Hundred and Tenth Congress is so low it rests in hell.

I guess I have Hillary on the brain....Here is another parody.  Imagine HRC singing this song (take an antacid first!  Be safe).  Based upon the Beatles' classic "Money"

The best thing for U.S. is me
There's no need to vote the G.O.P.
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want, yeah
That's what I want.

I have plans for everything it's true
Just trust what I decide you can use
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want,yeah
That's what I want.

A vote for me will Socialism bring
Capitalism is so right-wing
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want, yeah
That's what I want

Democrats will all my dreams fulfill
The G.O.P. won't pay your bills
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want, yeah
That's what I want.

Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want, yeah
That's what I want.

Well now give me money
Vote for me Honey
Wow, yeah, just you vote for me
Power is my fantasy
That's what I want
That's what I want, yeah
Now give me money
A lot of Money
Wow, yeah I need money
From Hsu and You, money
That's what I want, yeah
That's what I want.

I believe the Beatles understood taxes....it inspired their song The Taxman.  I've decided to use another of their songs that lends itself to a phrase sometimes attributed to Liberals.  So, to the tune of Get Back....

"Give Back"

Joe Blow was a man who thought he was a winner
But he knew it wouldn't last
Joe Blow kinda thought his wallet would be thinner
Congress called him middle-class

Give back, give back
Give back to Congress what you owe
Give back, give back
The Congress wants to spend your dough.
Give back Joe Blow.  Your dough.
Give back, give back
Give back to Congress what you owe
Give back Joe.

Money-maker Molly wants to keep her earnings
But the taxman weighs the score
All the IRS will say's they've got it coming
And they'll get it all and more

Give back, give back
Give back and let the Congress score
Give back, give back
Give back or face solicitor
Give back, give back
Give back we are your Senators
Give back, give back
Give back or see our auditor
Give back Money-maker

The Congress's waiting for you
Waiting to spend your dough
on more Pork Barrel projects
Re-election is here

Give back, give back.
Give back and let the Congress score.