Marching with the Czars
I hear, from my usually unreliable source, that there are so many czars now they’re forming a precision drill team. So I wrote them a marching song.
We are czars that ain’t no lie
We’ll run your life until you die.
Regulating is our life
Making rules to end the strife.
When we come into your town
We’ll break the class order down.
Un-elected but that’s OK
Mess with us and you will pay.
We’ll kick your ass and take your name
Going to make you all the same.
Can’t begin to count our number
When we march it sounds like thunder.
You don’t like us that’s too bad
We’re here to stay this ain’t a fad.
We’re hanging out on The Hill
Writing laws give us a thrill.
Study hard in a liberal way
Become a czar you’ll like the pay.
Spend the Stimulus, spend the TARP
From your money you will part.
the Grit
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