it really is that bad.
It won't just go away, the party's over.
It's past two o'clock
so it's about time we stopped
'cause I see the keg has been sucked dry.
Cisco emptied in to the aquarium.
The fish all seem to float.
The ex lax lines the dog bowl.
The toilet's overflowed
we've had our fun so
there's nothing left.
We got no place left to go.
Mr. President, please understand
it really is that bad.
It won't just go away, it's just beginning.
The ballots have been cast
we make like seaward rats.
Leave this sinking ship
leave and not look back.
The things we never tried to disallow.
Have come back to haunt us now.
With apple pie and Chevrolet.
We've come to see the end
we've all made this bed.
Now we got nowhere to lay..
decent gentlemen.
Try and understand...
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