Tonight!

Tonight, tonight, I know they will indict. We’ll see Karl, Dick and George go away.
Tonight, tonight, Karl finally knows we’re right -- what we claim, what we charge, what we say.
Today, all day I had the feeling a miracle would happen; I know now I was right.
For Bush is toast, and what was once a leak is alight -- tonight!

Tonight, tonight won't be just any night; tonight they frog-march Karl out the door.
Tonight, tonight, the jury will indict, and for us, stars will stop where they are.
Today the minutes seem like hours, the hours go so slowly, and still the sky is light.
Oh, moon, grow bright, and make this endless day endless night: indict!

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