The Convention Lament

The convention is over, the libs have gone away
Now you sit in front of your TV wondering in dismay
Why is Obama behind with all this money spent?
Your convention was a joke so go ahead and lament

I don’t know what you expected to find
Must be the liberal part of your feeble mind
Obama’s a joke, a socialist who never had a prayer
Just watch from your living room, in your favorite chair

Come November I’m sure, your eyes will grow wide
The first thing you’ll realize is there’s no place to hide
You and your liberal Democrats have just been had
By a socialist American hater someone really bad

From the depths of his hatred he touched your heart string
Repeating the lies you believed and were eager to sing
A smile on his face, soothing sounds from his face
And you thought he was Jesus from a different race

What happened to your liberal wonderland
The liberal utopia or something more grand
It was a joke not a dream that you followed him for
He was a product of Chicago, a political whore

The liberal’s an idiot, a child full of crap
Easily conned by such a Chicago sap
No gold can be paid to change this fate
Alas, for you, it will be lost on your hate