Benghazi Rhapsody

Benghazi Rhapsody 03

Prison Karaoke Night

Play the video while you sing along…

This isn’t real life
This is just fantasy
Caught in her big lies
Planned escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to her lies and see
I’m just a poor girl I need your sympathy
Because I’m pantsuit come, pantsuit go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows. Does it really matter to me, to me?

Hillary killed four men
Put her pillow ‘gainst her head
Pulled the covers on her bed
Obama scandal’s begun
But now she’s trying to blow it away
Obama, ooo
Didn’t mean to make you lie
And I’ll be back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing ever happened

Too late, emails have blown
My server is wiped down
Huma’s erasin’ all the time
Hello everybody I’ve got to go
Gotta lead you from behind and fake the truth
Obama, ooo (anyway the wind blows)
I just want to lie
Some day you’ll wish you’d never scorned me at all

I see a little pantsuit of woman
Screw the pooch, screw the pooch will you do quid pro quo?
FBI files, Vince Foster’s very enlightening see
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo Chugalow – manifesto

But I’m just a poor girl everybody loves me
She’s just a poor girl from a poor family
Spare her life from Prosecution
Pantsuit come pantsuit go we can’t make her know
Arkansas! You will not make her know – make her know
Arkansas! You will not make her know – make her know
Arkansas! You will not make her know Make her know
Will not make me know make me know (never)
Never make me know make me know
Never make me know ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Obama mia, Obama mia, Obama mia let me go
Vast Right Wing has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
So you think you can scorn me and leave me with lies
Oh Bernie can’t do this to me baby
Just gotta lie out, just gotta lie right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
What does it really matter
Anyone can see
What does it really matter? What does it really matter to me?

I killed four men
Put the pillow ‘gainst my head
Pulled the covers over my bed
Took a swig, “So what, they’re dead.”

Benghazi Rhapsody 02

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