The Old Right-winger Blues Lyrics

Gimmee a young chimpanzee's
Liver
Gimmee a pacemaker for my
Chest
Gimmee a young chimpanzee's
Liver
Gimmee a pacemaker for my
Chest
Plug me into the golf cart
And help me to get dressed
Gimmee gee-raffes testes
Hang a slop-bag from my hip
Gimmee gee-raffes testes
Hand a slop-bag from my hip
I'm an old Right Winger
An' I do not want to lose
My grip…ya understand…
Strap electrodes to my temples
And juice me to my toes
Strap electrodes to my temples
And juice me to my toes
Gimmee a high colonic Nanny
And spank my ass with
My portfolio
Hold me up to the button I still can use my thumb
Hold me up to the button
I still can use my thumb
Read me the Dow Jones average
Read it slow and I may come
Lord, lemmee make another
Billion
An' I'll do something for you
Lord, lemmee make another
Billion
An' I'll do something for you too
Maybe I'll help someone less
Fortunate
Tho' I can’t see what good
That would do
I thank my God every morning
I was born a rich white man
I thank my God every morning
I was born a rich white man
Because if I was born a nigger
I wouldn't stand a chance

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