Warren Zevon left this life a little more than two years ago. It's a little bit difficult for me to mourn a man who constantly laughed at death, but the fact is that he is terribly missed. And in times like this, we could really use someone of his unique vision and talents to help us express our absolute disgust at what Bu$hco has been turning our beloved country into. I originally posted this squib in another diary, but I figure that Zevon is well worth a diary of his own.
Wherever you are these days, Warren, I hope ya forgive me for this one.
I left it up to Cheney
The way I always do
How was I supposed to know-ow-ow
He was in with Novak too?
I was all bogged down on Baghdad
I got a little pissed
Send uranium, nukes, and anthrax
Karl, get me out of this!
I'm a uniter, not a fighter
But somehow I got stuck
Between Fitzgerald and bin Laden
And I feel really fucked
Yes, I feel really fucked
Well, I know that I'm fucked
I'm hiding in the West Wing
I'm a desperate man
Send Walker's, Bud, and Stoli
The shit has hit the fan!