Condi's Lament. orThe Turd don't fall far from the tree.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
What can you say?
Those chickens are comin' home,
And the Palestinians won't play.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
What can you do?
Blackwater's got your back,
But there ain't no front to you.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
How could you know?
Henry's got your number,
And to Congress you must go.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
Your future ain't bright.
Junya's irrelevant,
and they be turning out the light.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
It must make your day,
when nobody believes you.
What can you say?

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
The Republican's Pearl of the South.
Things were going swimmingly,
until you opened your mouth.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
Now where can you hide?
Despite his promise,
Junya ain't gonna make you his bride.

Oh Condi, oh Condi,
Now it's all over.
Kissing Junya's ass,
while sharing it with Rover.