Everyone is telling me

The ship of state is sinking

Then why the sound, from Washington

Of champagne glasses clinking?

Everything reported

Counting from the last election

Is drawn out and distorted

Like a Mercator projection

Each day, I’m bombarded

By the dim and the demented

Telling me this Groundhog Day

Is sooooo unprecedented

It seems that nothing limits

What they’ll say to grab back power

After watching CNN

I have to take a shower

Every word that’s spoken there

Is far too half by sly

Washington is clearly where

Your conscience goes to die

They built the city on a swamp

And frankly, nothing’s changed

The best that we once hoped to see

Were deck-chairs re-arranged

And when some one shows up

Who takes us back from the abyss

The creatures rise up saying, “No,

We won’t have none of this.”

We’ll launch and inquisition

To diminish and distract him

We have to shame to silence

Those deplorables who backed him

I won’t back down a fraction

Not a footstep, not a smidge

The captain is the captain

Till the captain leaves the bridge

(I’d rather go down with him

I will never join the club

I just won’t say “I’m sorry”

But I may soon say, “Glub, glub.”)