Condi

Condi (Tot the tune of Honey by Bobby Goldsboro)


See the lie, how big it’s grown,
It seems that not too long ago, was just a fib
And now your boss’s speeches come,
In tones unsure and tiresome, that once were glib
The reasons that we must invade,
Once shiny have begun to fade, they’ve been exposed
And now three years have come and gone,
And on the country it has dawned, we’ve all been hosed

Twas in the winter of 02,
Things were going great for you, your word was gold
Weapons were possessed by him,
And tubes made from aluminum, we all were told
With forces were they left unchecked,
A sneak attack he could direct, upon our shores
Toxins that he had could kill,
With only just a vial full, folks by the scores

And Condi I wish you’d, quit for our own good
And take Rumsfeld with you, in chains and a hood

Resolutions soon were passed,
The die it seemed was truly cast, then things went weird
What you claimed was there was not,
Justifications were all shot, but, not to fear
Oppositions all were smeared,
The path to war was being cleared, despite the facts
Those who would not play along,
And sing the talking pointed song, all got the axe

And Condi I wish you’d, quit for our own good
And take Rumsfeld with you, in chains and a hood

Came the war of liberation,
Shock and awe you sold the nation, and what was found
Useless trucks and shells expired,
Dontcha think we’re getting tired, of being clowned
Now we sit here in the wake,
Of terrorists and yellow cake, and weigh the cost
Insurgencies and civil war,
Condi tell us how many more, lives must be lost

See the lie, how big it’s grown
It seems that not too long ago, was just a fib
And now your boss’s speeches come
In tones unsure and tiresome, that once were glib

(fade out)

but it's sure a whole lot better now you've modified it. :)

ps aside from anything else - Someone chanted evening is the end of the shaggy story about the vow of silence and some monks.

:)

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It helps to know "Honey" and hear that spooky Goldsboro resonance................... :thumbsup: :yourock:


You have GOT to be recording these, S.E.E! There are lots of parodies out there-- not all as good as this. Do it.


"Twas in the winter of 02,
Things were going great for you, your word was gold
Weapons were possessed by him,
And tubes made from aluminum, we all were told"

Bloody Brilliant. Except the syntax is off. It's "a-lu-min-i-um" :evilgrin:


Thank you dear, the other kinds of words have stopped making sense. :hug:

I love wet dreams.

Shame? What's that? ;)

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I have to agree with edwardlindy, this song is improved a lot by these lyrics

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I have always hated that song but I absolutely LOVE what you've done with it!!

Excellent job!

:toast:

Edit to add: I tried to recommend it but the time period had expired, so I'm adding this in to kick and to recommend in spirit!

That song has always been nails scratching on the chalkboard of my mind. A friend suggested I use it, and my first reaction was "ugh not that song, I hate it!"

Then the lightbulb went off. And so did I ;)

Thanks to you and everyone else for all the kind words and support :pals: