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By: Wayne Brown
You won your elect office; some voters danced your tricks
Black Panthers outside the polls equipped with nightsticks
Your Justice dropped the case, said the charges did not fit
But you know well it is so, and to that we say, bull chit!
Elected to office and we asked that your citizenship you show
Your birth certificate never surfaced; we waited patiently though
You took the oath of office and told us don’t you fret one bit
Now we’re the fools, to your citizenship we must say, bull chit!
Reverend Jeremiah from the pulpit his hatred he did spew
For over 20 years, you listened to it from your church pew
But when it was discovered all the racial poison that he writ
You said he is not my preacher, but to that we say, bull chit!
You came to town to spend our money, piled debt into trillions
Claiming to help the economy, claiming to serve the millions
We don’t see any good things from your liberal economic kit
Now you want to spend even more and to that we say, bull chit!
Healthcare reform is must you preached, it will yield a better day
You pushed a bill that will wreck our health no doubt most folks say
But you don’t give one tinker’s damn, not one tiney tiny itty bitty bit
It’s all about you winning votes, and us real Americans cry, bull chit!
Those environmental fanatics in our land were such an easy prey
All it took was one deep-water oil spill to help you win your day
Your let that oil spoil ruin much while on your royal ass you sit
And now you say that you’ve done all you could, we say, bull chit!
The illegal ones flow like oil running across the Arizona sand
When laws we made to stem the tide, you quickly say ‘no man!’
Now you want us to give bipartisan reform, that’s your political skit
But in the words of the those who illegally come, we say, bull chit!
You and your obnoxious liberal tribe just want to be our master
You employ the now famous words ‘never waste a good disaster’
But we quickly tire of socialist and the poisons that they spit
As you wanted, you’re now transparent, and we all say, bull chit!
You just want to play your golf, a round takes a half –day
And if you spot a basketball, for hours you will play
Then you play political football for voters you will get
But your game is transparency and nothin’ but bull chit
This is the predicted outcome when a socialist takes charge
Lie to everyone, promise them the moon, change is living large
But now we are on to your plan and we see no damn benefit
So if you’re wondering how we feel, just write it down…bull chit!
Only a fool would run again with your Socialist agenda showin’
You want to take us to the other side, but buddy we ain’t goin’
So just run your ass in the 2012, the White House you won’t get
Cause anything that you promise us, well, we just say, bull chit!
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