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Some fear that this year When we close the books, dear, That my FBI Will discover something awry. Congress does not do The checking it should do So Cheney and I See no need to comply. Comply with rules so imperious They'd impinge on friends who we dare To shower with contracts mysterious To those who did not get their share. Don't want me? So taunt me. Seething won't hurt me. We're here till we die We're above push and shove, We're in charge, Cheney and I.
Music & Original Lyric by Cole Porter |