"Say it ain't so, Joe ..."
With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo | With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo | With your guns and drums and drums and guns | The enemy nearly slew ye | Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer | Johnny I hardly knew ye.
In two weeks' time, John McCain, Sarah Palin, and the fool still in the White House will slouch off the world stage.
John McCain?
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo | Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo | Where are your eyes that were so mild | When my heart you so beguiled? | Why did ye skedaddle from me and the child? | Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
Why do a job on John McCain?
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo | Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo | Where are your legs that used to run | When you went for to carry a gun | To be sure but your dancing days are done | Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
He knows his time is up.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo | Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo | Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, | Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg, | Ye'll have to be put with a bowl to beg, | Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Besides, when you gotta go ... you gotta go.
Dubya? In a strange way, I'll miss the bugger. There's a war crimes tribunal awaiting his administration. It's a pity he couldn't stay.
And, yes, Sarah Palin. You know, I miss her already ...
Really.
Where the hell is she? It took a month for the GOP to realize she was ... well, kinda like Joe the Plumber, but at least they let her out to play.
Now? She's gone ... pffft!
Never mind. We'll always have our memories of Palin as President.
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo | I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo | I'm happy for to see ye home | All from the island of Ceylon | So low in flesh, so high in bone | Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Johnny I Hardly Knew Ye
Sarah Palin by Zina Sanders
John McCain by John McCain and AP
