Day By Day© by Chris Muir.

November 03, 2006

Failure

In doing my part to get the Republican base revved up for Tuesday, I did a song parody based on Michael Jackson's Thriller:

It's close to midnight
And something scary's just about to start
Behind the curtain
You see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream
But terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze
As horror looks you right between the eyes,
You're paralyzed

'Cause this is failure, failure night

And no one's gonna save you as old failure's about strike
You know it's failure, failure night
The Dems are fighting for life
Inside a major, failure tonight

You hear the polls close
And realize that there's nowhere left to run
You fake the old pose
And wonder if your majority'll see the sun
You close your eyes
And hope that this is just imagination
But all the while you hear the GOP creepin' up behind
You're out of time

'Cause this is failure, failure night

And no one's gonna save you as old failure's about strike
You know it's failure, failure night
The Dems are fighting for life
Inside a major, failure tonight

You're gonna lose big
The voters know how much you guys have lied
Your grave you're gonna dig
Unless you get the voters on your side
Now is the time
For you to give the thing up altogether
All through the night
The exit polls are wrong again times three,
You have to see

Nancy Pelosi calls
And the Dems keep on playin' their masquerade
There's no escapin' the jaws of the electorate in time
(they're open wide)
Ain't it a crime

'Cause this is failure, failure night

And no one's gonna save you as old failure's about strike
You know it's failure, failure night
The Dems are fighting for life
Inside a major, failure tonight

(rap)
Darkness falls across the land
Poll closing hour is close at hand
Democrats crawl in search of blood
In John Kerry's ritzy neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
No matter how great his renoun
Must stand and face the worst kind of hell
Telling Ned Lamont that he's just swell
The foulest stench is in the air
The failure of the last twelve years
And fed up voters from every room
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay relevant
Your party is dead in the water
For no mere Democrat is in touch
With the average American voter