"Hillary Clinton" a song by Cranky

Hillary Clinton

Sing to the tune of Eleanor Rigby

Ah look at the political people
Ah look at the political people

Hillary Clinton, walks past the press
Any place that they shout out her name.
Her eyes are glazed.
Waits by the doorway, wearing a look
That says she will bolt out the door.
Who is it for?

It is for the children.
She’s said that all her life.
It is for the children.
It makes a great excuse.

Her hubby Bubba, planning his moves
When prowling the great White House halls.
Interns in fear
Look at him smiling, right in the moment
Knowing that Hill doesn't care.
Pleasure so rare.

All the politicians.
They do just what they please.
All the politicians.
They’re wrapped up in their greed.

Ah look at the political people
Ah look at the political people

Hillary Clinton, lusts to President
With the baggage she carries around.
She doesn't care.
Barack Obama, wiping his hands 
Of her cause, leaves her in limbo.
She cannot be saved.

All the politicians.
They do just what they please.
All the politicians.
They’re wrapped up in their greed.