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Update: Winners announced. Click the link to read the winning entries. The contest is now closed.
The William Hung of US Politics looking for his next career move
The William Hung of US Politics looking for his next career move
“She bang! She bang!”
I did it myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy way!
B.B. King and the Prince of the Left Wing
Thanks to Obama, we’re all singing the blues.
From one King to another let me tell you that I like the idea of bringing your throne with you when you are on the road.
It seems like only yesterday I went down to the crossroads in Bill Ayers’ living room.
Take this job and shove it! I don’t work here any more!
“It’s a wonderful day in the neighborhood, Bill Ayers is just a guy who lives in my neighborhood.”
Like all of you, I can’t wait for this to go viral on YouTube and Twitter.
“MORE COWBELL!!!”
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Are they laughing at or with me….
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Don’t keep your day job. Please.
I had to read that twice to get it.
I forgot how it worked before I could write it down initially
“I’mmmmmm so vain, of course the freaking song is about me, I’MMMMM so VAIN”
Here is the music playing from this night.
http://www.blueharvest.net/sound/songs/band.wav
His lips are moving… but only gibberish comes out.
Barock never counts your money, when campaigning on the trail….There’ll be time enough for counting.. When the stealing’s done!
“Good God, they put the teleprompter on yodeling mode, and now the President can yodel.”
25 years after B.B. King’s public appeal on his behalf Don “No Soul” Simmons appeared live on-stage at the White House with Mr. King this past February and performed his cover of the Three Dog Night hit, Joy to the World.
“I’m sorry, B.B., but we’re going to have to confiscate Lucille due to import violations.”
The band and BB have to laugh when Obama speaks.
Uh, hey BB!
Here’s one of my favorites! Goes a ‘lil sumthin’ like this:
“Mmmm mmmm mmmm,
Barack Hussien Obama,”
Come’on! Everybody now!!
Big Gay Obama sings:
Predator drones are flying, troops are dying,
Taxpayers are crying, and Democrats are lying, too
The EPA’s killing jobs for the willing,
The economy’s gone to hell, but how are you?
I’m super, thanks for asking…
Obama thought bubble “Man they need to turn up the font on the teleprompter. I can barely read the lyrics.”
Hey Bristol Palin, I would give you a call but as you can see I’m busy running the country right now!
I just love this re-distribution of wealth stuff
Obama rehearses for the 1st Tuesday night in November, when he will be leading the Democratic Party in singing the blues.
And those dumb republicans still think there’s a recession…..
For every song I sing, the deficit goes up another million dollars!
The Blues States Brothers
“Whoops. Bad news, B.B. The IPAB won’t approve your pacemaker but you can have some aspirin and birth control pills.”
Come on everybody and join my gang
Wham bam what a wata bing bang
Everybody else ain’t worth a dang
Wham bam what a wata bing bang
“For what is a man, what has he got
if not myself then I have naught.
To say the words I truly feel and not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way.”
“Yes, it was my way.”
“Those were the days my friends, you thought they’d never end.
You’d sing and dance forever and a day.
You’d fight and never lose,
Those were the days or yes, those were the days.”
“But I did it my way!”
My next performance will actually be making a movie with Tom Hanks. We’re going to call it Clueless in Washington!
Check one, two. Check.
i did it my way to me a president
That wasn’t me. I thought it was you.
I see dead voters………..
“Obama told me not to come!
Obama told me not to come!
He said, that ain’t the way to have fun, son!”
B.B.: “Hey, you’re real talented… ever play the Swinette?”
I’m Taxing your land
As sung By – Barack Obama (With apologies to Woody Guthrie)
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[Chorus:]
I’m taxing your land,
That makes it my land,
From California to the New York Island,
From business owners, to the gulfstream jet setters
This tax will steal from you for me.
As I went talking, on that teleprompter e-way
I said to Congress, ‘I’m getting my way,’
I said to China, ‘We need to parlay,’
This land will be sold to you by me.
*chorus
As I moaned and mumbled, through many missteps
to the media cameras, at the whitehouse doorsteps
‘More taxes for thee,’ my message pounding,
This land’s been sold, so eat your peas.
*chorus
Then I needed a vacation, so I went golfing,
And the media fans waving, and Joe Biden was drolling,
My voice kept chanting, ‘The debt ceiling needs lifting,’
I’m the chosen One, so eat your peas.
*chorus
One more debt meeting, with members of congress,
In the Oval office, I told those leaders,
As they stood their ground there, Stop me they wouldn’t dare,
‘The Debt Ceiling must lift by you for me.’
*chorus
A Grassroots movement, then tried to stop me,
Waving a big sign that said, “VOTE FOR THE TEA PARTY,”
But on the other side, it said “NO MORE TAXES,”
That’s good for you, but not for me.
*chorus
No G-O-P leaders, can ever stop me,
As I go taking, your freedoms a-way,
My Socialist roadmap, you just can’t turn back,
Our Future’s been sold, so eat your peas.
*chorus
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Update: Winners announced. Click the link to read the winning entries. The contest is now closed.