LOL!!
Blinded by the Right
Man what a bummer W won a stunner from a dude with a Herman Munster mask
I’m in the dumps take my lumps from the conservative humps they making me real mad
Turn my colder shoulder feeling' kinda bolder I flipped them the bird and a frown
With this very uneasing queezing to my Kneezing my lunch crashed to the ground
Some right media big shot spreading truth shouts while snappin' fingers and clappin' his hands
And some liberal mascot was tied into a fit remained silent and did not understand
And some headhot liberal-hotshot whispers disbelief then like an ostrich he stuck his head in the sand
And the young GOPS within an earshot found a party spot and shouted Hey lets strike up the band
And I was blinded by the right. My excuse I’m still Bruce
Forgive me if you think I’m wrong or right. Blinded by the right
Kerry got beat but It was a good Fight, but I'll make it alright
Some Move On Drone baritone who reads Rolling Stone researcher from back east
He says: Dethrone that Bush one clone, hit it in his moral zone, that's where they expect it least"
And that new-clown Clinton was standin' on the corner all along watchin' the young girls prance
And some left elite media stand alone was messin' with the exit polls to supply him with the feeling of Success
Yeah we was blinded by the right. Confused how’d we lose
we didn’t know it was a real fight. Blinded by the right
Kerry got down but he never seemed right, but we are going to make it alright
Some liberal mister my manager and my sister told me I got what it takes
They said I'll turn voters on to Kerry something strong if I play some songs from my early days
And CBS Rather was checkin' out the electoral chart to see if it would be a landslide
And little Miami Stevie came by is his girly-clothies and asked me if I wanted to hide
Oh, some Boss internet prophet called Joe Zap became a flip flopping Predictionier
The Underworld was trying hard, a condescending partner was his calling card, he said, do what you like, but I’m the smartest one here
Well people jumped up, listened to the air, pounded the ground, asked which candidate was right
They said this fight is tight, keep on voting until night, and then boy where’re on our own
And now Bill Maher shootin' star was fizzling out while he hummed a bitter tune
Yes, and the AM radio talking stars were last to go to the bar, we're gonna teach those boys who counted chickens too soon
And all the college kids with Kerry caps was complaining that they bought all the crap from all the plans he had out of sight
Well I was at his rally rap and played a song an gave a him my pick and figured it'd be all right
I was just blinded by the right. I’m still Bruce not a duesche
Forgive me I’ll promise I’ll make it alright. Blinded by the right
Mama always told me a writer is what I should become
Oh but mama politics where the fun is
