Rush Limbaugh = El Diablo...
MY OLDIES. In post-9/11 Bush-Cheney days, I vented by writing "MOp-eds", musical op-eds. I had an acoustic, electric, Yamaha keyboard, & MusicMaker10.
The light was all shining on me for a while there back in the oughts and I made some CDs and I uploaded some of the songs here. I came back in 2021, on the occasion of Darth Vadar's 80th birthday, to upload a couple more Dick (Cheney) songs I recorded back then, and I've re-ordered my songs so we can party like it's 2006 or 7.
Story behind the song
2011 UPDATE: Rush Limbaugh's gone off the deep end in the five years since I wrote this... it's a reverse Elvis Costello/Red Shoes thing for me:
I used to try to be amused, but now I'm disgusted.
2021 UPDATE: Arrrrrrggggghhhhh WTF
Lyrics
SYMPATHY FOR EL DIABLO
(from "Sympathy for the Devil")
Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth if not taste. I've been around for some long, long years... and stole many a liberal's hope and faith. I was around, ladies and gentlemen, when Frat Boy Bill had his moment of astounding shame. As you know I made damn sure that harlot washed nothing, to seal his fate.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm pleased you're with us, and I think you know my name. But I'll tell you, ladies and gentlemen, what's eating them, them-- is the nature of my fame. Yes it is.
You see, I snuck up on the elitist world when I thought it was time for a change. I killed the Duke back in '88...Susan Estrich, if you may recall, screamed in vain. Let me stop a moment here -- by the way, Susan, Charlie Rangel called...he wants his voice back. Anyway, I rode a tank, I held a General's rank -- when the Feminazis raged and the culture stank!
We're really glad you're with us today on the Me-I-Be network and I'm pretty sure you know my name. But I'll tell you, ladies and gentlemen, what's bugging them -- it's just eating at them -- is the stature of that name.
Folks, I've watched with glee while the freaks and the queens furnish me every day something good to say. I've shouted out, 'Who slimed Ted Kennedy?' well, of course it was me -- doing my job. Folks, there's no need for me to introduce myself -- I'm a man of wealth and fame. And yet -- and yet they say I lay traps for Americans who get snowed before they can use their brains. Can you believe it, ladies and gentlemen? Liberals!!!!
Well I'll tell you, I'm really happy you're with me today, and of course you know my name -- you buy my books. But folks, what's galling them, frankly is that I'm still in the game.
And you know, just as every cop is a Liberal, and all nuclear reactors safe...as up is down just call me Betty Ford -- 'cause, folks, I'm in need of some restraint. And folks, if you meet me, have some courtesy... have some sympathy... and some taste. Just drop all your Left-Wing politics, folks, 'cause I'm in need of all your grace.
I'm pleased you're here with me...I guess you know my name. Yes...perhaps too well. I'll tell you, what's bugging me is the nature...the nature of my shame.
(Hey Mr. Snerdly...that damned Dittocam's not on, is it? Huh? NO! NO! Don't turn it on! No! Leave it off! Jeez!)
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
