In that spirit, I have resurrected my song Poor Paul (right-click to save), which I wrote last spring. Admittedly, the lyrics (printed below) rather crudely express how many of us feel and are more Carolyn Parrish than high art. Nonetheless, it can be quite cathartic to sing along, especially during the chorus. Give it a try and keep in mind that next Monday Canadians are finally going to kick the bastards out.
Poor Paul
This is a story about Mr. Dithers
Otherwise known as Paul
Prime Minister Paul Martin
The saviour of the Liberal Party
Kick the bastards out
Kick the bastards out
Kick the bastards out
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
Poor Paul was born to be Prime Minister
And when he got his chance
He blew it
He blew it badly
He doesn’t know what he’s doing
Not at all
Poor Paul
Poor Paul
Poor Paul
Kick the bastards out
Kick the bastards out
Kick the bastards out
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
We don’t want you
As our Prime Minister
You’re an idiot
Get the hell out of the way
Va chier ailleurs
Oo oo
Oo oo
(cc) Steve Stinson (aka Stint Malicious)
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