Remember, you cannot spell "Willard" without "L-I-A-R".
After reading the latest news report showing conclusively that Mitt Romney lied about leaving Bain, I made a parody of "The Pope Song" by Tim Minchin about the GOP candidate. If you're at all familiar with that song, the following warning should come as no surprise:
WARNING: The lyrics below the Orange Kösbius Strip are filled with VERY NAUGHTY LANGUAGE and should not be read by ANYONE EVER.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
The Mitt Song
A parody of "The Pope Song" by Tim Minchin
Fuck the lying fucker, fuck the lying fucker
Fuck the lying fucker, he’s a fucking lying fucker
Fuck the lying fucker, fuck the lying fucker
Fuck the lying fucker, he’s a total lying fucker
Fuck the lying fucker, fuck the lying fucker
Fuck the lying fucker, fuck him, fuck the lying fucker
Fuck the lying fucker, fuck that liar Mitt Romney
(Oomp! Oomp! Oomp! Oomp!)
Fuck that lying fucker, and fuck you’re such a sucker
If you buy anything that fucker is sayin’
With a hundred million dollars in his I.R.A. there is no way
That lying motherfucker paid the tax he should be payin’
And if you don’t like my cursing out this motherfucking fabulist
And think I’m using words that should be stricken from my vocab list
Then find a fucking fainting couch, it’s right to be uncouth
When a Presidential candidate’s this far from fucking truth
I don’t give a fuck if calling Mitt a lying fucker
Makes you fucking think I’m envious he is so fucking rich
This has naught to do with other fucking wealthy motherfuckers
I’m not fucking trying to make a fucking pro-class warfare pitch
There are ways to earn a fortune, there are ways to strike it rich
Besides running companies you buy into the fucking ditch
Earning millions while you stroll away from the fucking crater
Then have the gall to call yourself a fucking job creator
You see I don’t have a problem that some fuckers got their wealth
As long as they acknowledge it wasn’t by their fucking self
Our roads and schools and bridges make the upper classes plausible
And taxing others’ fortunes made fucking Willard's own one possible
But if your claim to fame relies on your fucking business acumen
And you won’t reveal what’s in that bank in fucking Grand Cayman
Then you, you fucking liar, should expect the fucking blast
When we fucking catch you lying off your motherfucking ass
So fuck that lying fucker, and fuck you motherfucker
If you’re thinking of voting for this fuckhead
If this soulless greedy lying motherfucker wins in November
Kiss us all goodbye, the middle class is so fucking dead
But if you really think my fucking polemic is doing harm
And think that Mitt deserves fewer “fucks” and much more charm
I promise you I’ll write him out a complete apology
As soon as they write one about a certain birth in Hawaii
But if you find me more offensive that the lies that Mitt is spewin’
And don’t demand to know what his blind fucking trust is doin’
Then listen to me motherfucker, you’re why there’s a chance
Our next President could be this lying cheating tax-avoiding
elitist Oh-Point-One Percenter in those magic underpants