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It's such a magnificent party, But starting to disintegrate. DeLay's had his day Because of foul play, Though he'll claim it was something he ate. Judy decided to sing to Fitzgerald, Proving how little she knew. But because she's confiding, Cheney's in hiding, Bush's ratings are sliding – We couldn't be loving it more. It's such a magnificent party, But coming apart at the seams. He let Osama flee, Found no WMD, And named Bolton the man of his dreams. Karen's advising Muslim women to drive, Never admitting she never learned to. Now we hear Brownie claim That he's not to blame For Katrina's bad aim – We couldn't be loving it more. It's such a magnificent party, But being undone by a storm. Bush played the guitar And watched from afar, Reminiscing about his Yale dorm. Frist has decided his family conned him, Failing to warn him they knew Profits would drop, So sell at the top Before prices kerplop – We couldn't be loving it more.
Music & Original Lyric by Noel Coward To 'Other Co-conspirators' To 'More of our Noel Coward Songbook' |