Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Wright Cross

Update: For audio version, click here!


Recent events have again spurred the Parody department into action.
Barack Obama's campaign appears to have become Pastorized, and he's doubtless wondering what the BeeGees is going on. On that note, we present:

Reverend Wright
(to the tune of "Love So Right" by the BeeGees)
by DMinor and CMinor
(apologies to Maurice, Robin and Barry Gibb)


Now you know the way I spend Sunday shows my feet are clay,
And they say it shows the President I'll be:
Conscience-free.

He spewed his vitriol, between altar calls--
And I thought I'd do my crosswords in the pew.
But the critics are now asking
Why I sat through all the hate;
Now I'm hanging on.
Maybe you could tell me
How could Reverend Wright turn out to be so wrong?
(ask the pollsters)
How could Reverend Wright turn out to be so wrong?

What can I say when I need to get away
From his damning of the country I would lead?
I thought it would blow over, but he's back to break my heart.
Now I'm hanging on, on the chance they will forget about
How Reverend Wright could turn out to be so wrong
(ask the pundits)
How Reverend Wright could turn out to be so wrong
(ask the bloggers)

I could take it in my stride,
Start bluffing for a moment;
Maybe I could make another high-flown speech.
I'll hang him up to dry; he fails to dignify
My Dialogue on Race.


How could Reverend Wright turn out to be so wrong?
(ask the voters)
How could Reverend Wright turn out to be so wrong?
(ask the hardhats)
How could Reverend Wright turn out to be so wrong?
(are they bitter?)
How could Reverend Wright turn out to be so wrong?
(don't tell Hill'ry!)

[Repeat, and hopefully, fade]

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