Money for Nothing

Now look at them brokers thats the way you do it
You play derivatives on the securities
That ain't workin thats the way you do it
Money for nothin and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin thats the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys aint dumb
Maybe get a paper cut on your little finger
Maybe get a staple in your thumb

We gotta install brand new kitchens
Custom stereo deliveries
We gotta move those Ferarris
We gotta move those plasma tvs

See the little maggot with the loafers and the top end suit
Yeah buddy thats all Propecia
That little maggot got his own jet airplane
That little maggot hes a millionaire

We gotta install brand new kitchens
Custom stereo deliveries
We gotta move those Ferarris
We gotta move those plasma tvs

I shoulda learned to do some calculus
I shoulda learned to cook them books
Look at that model, she got it stickin in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And hes up there, whats that? Margins Called?
Yelling on the cellphone 'bout panicking
That ain't workin thats the way you do it
Get your money for nothin get your chicks for free

We gotta rip out brand new kitchens
Custom stereo repocessions
We gotta take those Ferarris
We gotta remove those plasma tvs

Now that ain't workin thats the way you do it
You play derivatives on the securities
That aint workin thats the way you do it
Money for nothin and your chicks for free
Money for nothin and economic ruin for free

Rick Davis' Theme

Sorry Roger Miller.

I'm for sale or rent
Lobbying to let...fifty grand.
Six phones, a pool, some pets
I won't shill for mere cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of greasin' palms
Buys an eight or twelve bedroom house
I'm a mean ass man of some means
King of the Toads.

John McCain, pres campaign
Destination...Bangor, Maine.
Well tailored suits and shoes,
I won't pay for union dues,
Lobbied for Freddie before it hit the ground
Deny, with a big wink around
I'm a mean ass man of some means
King of the Toads.

I know every body under every rock
Sell their children, and for any price
Get every handout from every corp
Get every buck that ain't locked
When no one's around.

I sing,
Lobbying to let...fifty grand.
Six phones, a pool, some pets
I won't shill for mere cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of greasin' palms
Buys an eight or twelve bedroom house
I'm a mean ass man of some means
King of the Toads.

Glory Daze (Sorry Boss)

I had a friend was a Navy pilot guy
Back in Indian Country
He could crash that Skyhawk so fast
Make you look like an ace, boy
Saw him the other night at the Sturgis rally
I was walking in, he was offering Cin
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was

POW days well they’ll pass you by
POW days in the wink of the first wife’s eye
POW days, POW days

Well there’s Cindy that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy’s heads
Sometimes on a friday i’ll stop by
And pop a few pills after she puts her old man to bed
Her husband Johnny well he calls her a cunt
I guess it’s gone on twenty years by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about

OxyCon days well they’ll pass you by
OxyCon days in the wink of his first wife’s eye
OxyCon days, OxyCon days

Her husband worked 8 years in the ‘House
And they beat him up
Now everywhere she goes out looking for support
They just tell her that she’s too old
I was twenty two years old and she was “working” on the
White House Healthcare cluster fuck
Now she just sits on a stool chugging boilermakers
But i can tell what’s on her mind

Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw she ain’t never had
Glory days, glory days

Now i think i’m going down to the DNC tonight
And i’m going to drink till i get my fill
And i hope when i get old i don’t sit around thinking about it
But i probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
A little of the glory of, well time slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of glory days

Sympathy for the Cheney

Sometimes I have a habit of "writing" filks. It doesn't take me more than 20 minutes to pump one out. Usually only do when a song I remember fits the situation/person I want to mock and inspired. Makes sure that the syllable and rhyming (for the most part) line up.

This one is a personal fav of mine (Based on the Rolling Stone's Sympathy for the Devil.) Also one of the RW's "Conservative" Rock Songs (aside from one line about the Romanovs-who were a bunch of inbred dumb shits anyway, not much conservative about it at all.)

Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and waste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole two elections and their faith
And I was round when Al Gore
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Scalia
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around Washington
When I saw it was a time for a change
Let Enron brown out California
Tom Daschele screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Wore a pretend generals rank
When Iraqi Freedom raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your Main Stream Media
Fought for two decades
Over stupid labels they made
I shouted out,
Who hiked up oil prices?
When after all
It was just old me
Let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and waste
And I laid traps for ambassadors
Who get leaked before they reached Niger
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every Dem is a criminal
And all Republicans saints
As war is peace
Just call me Cheney
cause I don’t need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some fresh human blood, and some babies
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or Ill shoot you in your face, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, whats my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, whats my name
I tell you one time, you’re to blame