Obama Forced To Listen To People Sing About How Terrible He Is
President Obama held a fundraiser in San Francisco yesterday, and, would you believe it, some people don't like the fact that he hasn't honored his campaign promises! Slow-working security guys failed to wrangle a group of protestors at the $5,000 a plate gig, and they were able to complete a protest song. "That was a nice song," the illegal-prison president responded. Nice in that he will stop violating civil liberties and such? No.
"You guys have much better voices than I have," Obama continued. Aww, don't worry, Obama. Ask your mom to call up that Fat Usher guy at Ark Music Factory and he'll autotune you! You can even wear your little pirate costume!
Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta bomb Libya
Seein' everything, the Change is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to San Fran
Gotta catch my plane, I see my friends (My friends)
It's Thursday, Thursday
Gotta fundraise on Thursday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the election, election
John Ensign resigns on Thursday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the election
Instead of knocking out the power ballad on stage, though, Obama presumably continued on with his speaking and stuff (missing the opportunity to make a terrible viral video and thus LOSING RE-ELECTION).
Here are the very expensive lyrics the protestors were apparently able to get out:
Dear Mr. President we honor you today sir / Each of us brought you $5,000 / It takes a lot of Benjamin’s to run a campaign/ I paid my dues, where’s our change?/ We’ll vote for you in 2012, yes that’s true/Look at the Republicans – what else can we do/Even though we don’t know if we’ll retain our liberties/In what you seem content to call a free society/Yes it’s true that Terry Jones is legally free/To burn a people’s holy book in shameful effigy/ But at another location in this country/Alone in a 6×12 cell sits Bradley/23 hours a day and night/The 5th and 8th Amendments say this kind of thing isn’t right/We paid our dues, where’s our change?