Otis Reddings' Sittin' on the Dock of the Bay

Otis Redding's "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay"

A Paddy Whack©
Giving to Barack all my Pay

Giving in the morning sun
I'll be giving when the evening comes
Watching the chips roll in
And then watch 'em roll away again

[Refrain]
Giving to Barack all my Pay
Watching his lies every day
I'm just giving to Barack all my Pay
Wasting dimes.

I lost my home in Georgia
Can't afford the 'Frisco Bay
'Cause I got nothin' to live on
Look like freedom's gonna pass away

So I'm just...
Giving to Barack all my Pay
Watch as he lies every day
I'm just giving to Barack all my Pay
Wasting dimes

Look like nothing's gonna save me
Everyone still embraces change
Why we do what bad people tell us to do?
Can't we tell 'em to keep the change?

Listen here lessons have shown
That His Holiness won't leave us alone
Two Thousand years and some
Just to make Barack the One?

Now, I'm just
Giving to Barack all my Pay
Watching his lies every day
I'm just giving to Barack all my Pay
Wasting dimes

We're a Couple of Libs

Famous song by Judy Garland and Fred Astaire: We're a Couple of Swells

A Paddy Whack ©

"We're a Couple of Libs"

We're a couple of Libs
We're real good at telling Fibs
But no one sees the knife before we stick it into your ribs
We're a couple of Nuts
We joke about spending Cuts
But bankruptcy will fell you just as well as an uppercut
The Patriots all have sent us lots of Tea
But we don't take deliv'ry no siree
No siree!

We would drive up the Deficit, so we're printing up more Cash
We would add to the Deficit, and predict a Wall Street Crash
We would tax for the Deficit as your credit line we Smash
Then we'll lie 'bout the deficit
Then we'll lie 'bout the deficit
Yes we'll lie while the deficit we amass.

G.M. Motors are we
We push you to Bankruptcy!
Your CEO is fired so you hand all the keys to me!
We're the favorite Tops
We're expert at photo-ops
We'd like to show you Air Force One but you'll have to bring the cops!
The Patriots all are marching in the streets
But we don't care to listen in the least
In the least!

We would yell at Republicans, but they haven't got the ears
We could call on the Democrats, but they've been corrupt for years
We would look for a Patriot, but it's risky to be Joe
So we'll Chalk up the Deficit
Yes we'll Chalk up the Deficit
Yes, we'll Chalk up the Deficit to B.O.!

From the Christmas Song: It's Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas by Meridith Wilson

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Taxes
A Paddy Whack©

It's beginning to look a lot like Taxes
Don't ya care B.O.?
Take a look at that Cap & Trade
Bail-outs Galore you've made
And now G.M. is bankrupt, don't ya know?

It's beginning to look a lot like Taxes
Soon the yells will start!
And the thing 'Hello, Ding-a-ling!"
Is Obama's not our KING!
He's a Bonaparte!

(Bridge)
A bunch of Obama Czars redesigning our cars
Is the plan of Barry Hussein
Soon all the banks will be right in the tank
FDR is riding again!
And ABC is in the White House, Don't they feel ashamed?

It's beginning to look a lot like Taxes
Jobs are on the wane
Take a look at our closing plants, unions his sycophants
Where is that promise of some hope and change?

It's beginning to look at lot like Taxes
Soon the Wails will start
And the wailing that B.O. Brings, is the tyranny of kings
And that is not Smart!

(Repeat Bridge)
With Teleprompters in tow we all laugh at B.O.
And his gaffs are legend indeed!
Swatting at flies and his penchant for lies
All backed up by Nancy and Reid
And now our health care is the 'crisis' made for over-reach

It's beginning to look a lot like Taxes
Soon Gulags will rise
And whenever you hear 'hate crime' you can bet dollar to dime
Freedom's in demise!

Freedom's in demise!

He Can't Hide His Lyin' Lies

From the Eagles' Lyin' Eyes

A Paddy Whack©
Lying Lies

Witty pearls of wisdom come from Barry

Now he’ll crush dissent with just a smile
A new health plan
And we wont’ have to worry
At end of life we’ll all go out in style

Late in life his health care plan sounds phony
I guess rations for the sick must needs suffice
Hip replacements surely are expensive
And as we age it all goes up in price

He tells us we should pool our funds together
And caps will be on fees not tort reform
I think he needs to pray for sunny weather
Cause soon he’ll face a Patriot firestorm!

He can’t hide his lying lies
In a while we’ll be in demise
Thought by now he’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide his lying lies.

On the other hand at townhalls we are waiting
With fiery eyes and funds no one should steal
'We the People' aren’t for hire, nor ‘astroturfing’
‘Cause the anger that we feel is surely real

If they stop our call to arms we’ll fall together
Goodbye freedom! Liberty sent to exile!
I swear that we’ll be pushing back forever
Doesn’t matter what they say, they’re in denial

He can’t hide his lying lies
In a while we’ll be in demise
Thought by now he’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide his lying lies.

We lift up our voice; it is a strong one
We number more than stars up in the sky
Another fight, it’s gonna be a long one
Our Liberty! Not Debt!’s our battle cry.

I wonder how’d it ever get this crazy?
I think all our politicians must be fools
Were we inspired or did we just get lazy?
To give them all our trust to make the rules.

My, oh my, he sure knew that he would change things
He set us up so well, so carefully
It ain’t funny how much anger all this change brings?
We’re still the same free men we used to be

He can’t hide his lying lies
In a while we’ll be in demise
Thought by now he’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide his lying lies

(repeat & Fade)

Don't Buy the Hype! Influenza!!

"Don't Cry For Me Argentina" by Andrew Lloyd Webber

Mrs. Paddy Whack ©
Don't Buy the Hype Influenza

It won't be easy, you'll feel deranged
When they try to explain how you'll feel
And you'll still need the One to protect you from the flu
You won't believe it
All you will see is the hype on the Tube
All the channels you'll find all in line
Twenty-Four Seven it's true.

They had to let it happen, we have to Change!
Couldn't live all our lives and be real
Looking out for some crisis, saying, "Doubt not the One!"
But I choose freedom!

Rejecting the hype, watching everything brew
Obama impressed me not at all
I never expected him to.

[Chorus:]
Don't buy the hype Influenza
The truth is not ever told you
But if you listen
To newsmen raging
They'll talk of crisis
They'll be insistent

And your misfortune, and who to blame
They surely won't tell you the truth
Though it seems on the tube that it all transpired
They breed confusion
They are not the solutions they promised to be
The answer is here in your mind
They are surreal and only tell lies

Don't buy the hype Influenza
The truth is not ever told you
But if you listen
To newsmen raging
They'll talk of crisis
They'll be insistent

Is it all too much?
There's nothing more they can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is use your head to know
That Not One Word is True.