Times they are a changing (Artist; Bob Dylan)

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

From the diary of the David H. Koch;

I can’t believe it. We groomed the guy, we paid the guy, and hes going to tell us that there actually is
climate change? This was supposed to be our scientist, and he says that we are having more extreme
weather? Just because we had a dozen billion dollar disasters this year, it could happen any year. Of
course, it never did happen any other year, but why? Why couldn’t he just take the money and be vague and obscure? Why did he have to be so factual? My liberal friends (I only have a few) always tease me that facts are known to have a liberal bias. Well, I did enjoy that patriotic superbowl commercial with Bob Dylan…

He drifts off to sleep at his desk, annoyed at the music of his own office...

Come gather around people
the science is known
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept that soon
Shores will be drenched to the bone
If your coastline to you is worth saving
‘Cause you’ll have to start swimming or you’ll sink like a stone
For the climes, they are a changing

Come writers and critics
Its science not zen
And keep your eyes open
The chance wont come again
We must speak out soon
There’s no time for spin
And those who deny must stop gaming
If we’re losers now
we will not later win
For the climes they are a changing

Come Senators and Congressmen
Why so much gall
Don’t let the lobbyists
Put up a wall
The boards state park
While it’s u that has stalled
Where there use to be rain
there’s now nothin at all
For the climes, they are a changing

Storms and high waters
We are fast losing land
And we must criticize if you don’t understand
If your forces of nature
Are beyond your command
Your bridges and roads are now aging
Please get out of the way
If you can’t lend a hand
‘Cuz the climes they are a changing

The line it is drawn
Changes come much to fast
Those slow to adjust may well doom us at last
For all next generations
Upon now with cast
The live styles we have
Might be dust in the past
As our timeline is rapidly fading
‘And the climes
They are a changing.

These Boots Are Made For Walkin’

Performed by Nancy Sinatra

You keep saying you've got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'
and now someone else is gettin' all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'
and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin
and you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha!I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!

From the diary of Rick Santelli
Gees Louise I make that Tea Party remark just to harass them and discredit Barack Obama and look how far they go. Well, he was in office 32 days before I said it. That’s more than a month. But I didn’t expect they were so wacky and they would actually elect so many of them. And then of all things, they would try and freeze the debt ceiling and play havoc with my stock market. All my Democratic friends keep reminding the S & P goes up when Democrats are in office and down when Republicans are. And when they’re finally proved wrong it’s because of these extreme Congressman, all of whom are Republican. We figured the Tea Party would be mixed and we figured our cover story would be about 15-20% Democrat would hold, but then 100% are nominated from the Republican right. I knew deep down we need some additional revenue but I figured if I claimed we didn’t need any they’d use that as posturing and we’d squeeze it down from there. I didn’t figure they’d take those dumb-ass pledges. Hey, I’m just plain folk, just like Mitt Romney. How can he be a more regular guy, he “loves sport.” He’s folksy, I’m folksy. Look I’m listening to country songs.
(Which is in fact what’s on, listening to Johnny Paycheck when Rick Santelli nods off…)

They keep saying that it’s just their country
That their more important than the rest
We keep guessin’ just how bad they’ll messin’
With all what made American the best

These coots get off by squawking
They have to have their due
One of these days these coots are going to walk all over you

They keep lying
Cause they can’t gain by truthin
If they start loosin
We might just have a bet
They keep gaming to reverse our country’s changing
Far right is far right, and they ain’t made sense yet

These coots get off by squawking
They have to have their due
One of these days these coots are going to walk all over you

They keep saying millionaires shouldn’t be paying
They keep thinking the real folks won’t get burnt
They don’t realize they’re playing with matches
And we’re not sure we have much time left to learn

These coots get off by squawking
They have to have their due
One of these days these coots are going to walk all over you

Send In The Clowns
By Stephen Sondheim

Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air.
Send in the clowns.

Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can't move.
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns.

Don't you love farce?
My fault I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want.
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns.
Don't bother, they're here.

Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer,
Losing my timing this late
In my career?
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns.
Well, maybe next year.

From the Diary of Brian Williams
God, this Republican crew; I know I’m supposed to be even handed and not be the opposite to Fox News, but how do you take these guys with a straight face. Romney can’t figure out if he’s rich with a quarter of a billion dollars. Newt Gingrich is a family value guy with his devoted catholic wife who cheated with him for six years. Ron Paul is there with his message and crazy base. Santorum is gaining round. Everybody says he’s sincere, but sincere about what? I mean, someone should put a tent over this circus. My wife says I use the phrase “you can’t make this up” too much so let me make up a new one “can anyone be this crazy without a tutor”?

Brian drifts off and dreams to the tune of Send In The Clouds…


Mitt’s not sure he’s rich
Newt dumped a pair
Santorum’s gaining much ground
Ron Paul’s still there
They blend in as clowns

Can you believe this?
Who could approve
They keep standing on old ground
Stuff no one can prove
So here are the clowns
They blend in as clowns

Ain’t this some farce
They work on fear
You must want what they want
Or hear their jeers
Here are our clowns
The GOP clowns
The danger is near

They’re all for the rich
They’ll use the queers
But with so many strange debates
There’s only more fears
So do fear the clowns
Beware of the clowns
They’re already here