A Plea to the Guy at the Podium

Hat tip to TocqueDeville

Lyrics:

A Plea To That Guy At The Podium

by Hunter


Our nation has been through so much

These last few thousand days.

Our battered hearts and weary souls

Look now for warming rays.

Our confidence has been shattered;

Our discourse in the muck;

And so I have just one request:

Obama -- please don't suck.


From Enron to the oil kings

Our country has been sold

And to the lowest bidders,

We all have been rolled.

More tax cuts for the rich,

While the barons pass the buck;

It seems impossible to even ask

But Obama: please don't suck.


Our soldiers in Iraq will stay

For many months, at least,

Because we thought preemptive war

Was a more docile beast.

Our diplomacy has become a farce

Our policies, amok;

If you want to be in charge

Then Obama -- please don't suck.


It would be simple

Oh so simple

To let it slip away;

A pardon here, a bill, a law,

A tactical delay.

The lobbyists and crooks remain,

Always looking for a schmuck,

But we have a few chances left,

So Obama:

Please

Don't

Suck.