RK ARCHIVE - Harris Miller Campaign Song

He would never say what+óGé¼Gäós going on
Yesterday don+óGé¼Gäót matter, my job is gone
While I try to fight
And in the darkest night
My future dies
Because he lies

Goodbye, Harris Miller
Workers put the blame on you
With your shame as our job killer
We ain+óGé¼Gäót gonna miss you...
We questioned why he needs to have such greed
Diebold was the only way to be
Not paper verified
The hackers they did hide
Our vote was lost
At such a cost

Many jobs to lose, we+óGé¼Gäóll have our say
Unions hate his guts, he+óGé¼Gäóll slip away
Lying all the time
Don+óGé¼Gäót lose your dreams
+óGé¼-£Cause he will lose this race.
Such is the case

Comments

"I Can't Stand Losin'" (Lowell - 5/21/2006 8:41:41 PM)

I've made so many calls today
But I guess its all true what the bloggers say
That Democrats don't ever want to see me again
And Webb is gonna kill me and he's Born Fightin'
I guess it must be arrogance
'Cause why else would I go on like this?

I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant
Can't stand Reid endorsing you
Can't stand Byrne endorsing you
Cant stand Chap endorsing you
Cant stand Phil endorsing you

I see you sent my letters back
And my FEC records have they been hacked?
If I can just get an endorsement a day
Though nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it too much confidence
'Cause to keep campaigning don't make no sense

I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing

I guess this is my last goodbye
And you don't care, and you won't cry
But you'll be sorry when I'm dead
And President Allen will be on your head
I guess it's political suicide
But I'm too full to swallow my pride

This is fun. (Kathy Gerber - 5/21/2006 10:31:12 PM)

Tune is private dancer:

Well the jobless come in these places
Yeah those losers are all the same (scoff)
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human (iron ore)
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the ball

I'm Miller the shiller
Scamming for money
I'll do what Spence wants me to do
I'm your flimflammer
Shamming for money
And any old visa will do

I've got a couple million dollars
But I just gotta make a million more
I'm just a poor version of Mark Warner
That's what I'll tell those down state rubes
Senators come in these places
R's and D's yeah they're all the same
I'll worm my way into their graces
I'm the go-to guy and I love that fame

[CHORUS ]

Yuan or rupees
America Express works globally
I'll write that H-1B legislation
You'll get my PAC donations never fear
Tell me do you want to see me do the shiller again??