I Feel Snitty with Craig Rozniecki

"Vote Out the Clowns" (to the tune of Bush's "Send in the Clowns") With hair as red as blood A nose that grows and grows They’re ‘bout to juggle lies Blow balloons and the world   They smile, distract, and tease Give the people what they all want to see An’thing for money Disguised to hide truth from land of the free   Jordan, Cruz, and Gaetz Let’s vote out the clowns So the circus isn’t here to stay It’s not too late To grab a pie Throw it; squirt a flower in their face Jordan, Cruz, and Gaetz Let’s vote out the clowns Let’s vote out the clowns   Their shoes are too big Compensating for all their tiny dicks Sporting their baggy pants Trip on it, words, when they go on the attack   They fall and cry And yell, “Those aren’t tears coming from our eyes” They groan and sigh As yuge puddles form under their flexed bis   Jordan, Cruz, and Gaetz Let’s vote out the clowns So the circus isn’t here to stay It’s not too late To grab a pie Throw it; squirt a flower in their face Jorda