January 20th, 2009

OK. I must be getting good, because I got text and video in the same blog! I decided to post this song as it (mercifully) has an expiration date. FYI, the lyric as of today should read 488 days.




January 20th 2009
By Winlar + GT
2007
winlar@winlar.net

Intro
D
When things are grey
G
There is a day
D............................A
That I so dream about
D
It is a date
G
Which looms so great
.........D.........A..........D
That I just want to shout
D
I know it’s strange
G
What can time change?
D.....................A
The future is uncertain
D
But I do know
G
Of a really bad show
...................D................A...............D
On which, soon we’ll draw the curtain

G................C...............G.....................D
January twentieth, two-thousand nine
G.......................................C...............G.....................D
Don’t know what I’ll be doing, but I’ll be doing fine
Em..................C................D................G
Can’t wait to wake up Jan twenty-first
Em..............................C...............................D................G
Things may not get better, but they can’t get much worse
Em..................C................D................G
Oh for that day, how I yearn and I pine
G.............C........................D...............G
January twentieth, two-thousand nine

Bridge
D......................................................................G
For eight year’s we've been trapped in a circus
D................................................................................G
Wondering which way next these goons would jerk us
D....................................................................G
And now the whole big tent is counting down
C.................................................................Csus..............C
‘Til we finally see the last of all these scary, scary clowns

January twentieth, two-thousand and nine
Oh boy howdy, I’ll be having a good time
We’ll all be partying in all sorts of ways
In just Five-hundred and ninety-one days
Hope the world is still around by that time
January 20th 2009

Bridge 2
It’s like a sports event that isn’t any fun
But win or lose, at least it will be done
Our team is now just running out the clock
Because it’s win win win once we’re rid of this c*ck!

January twentieth, two-thousand nine
We’ll climb back this side of the sanity line
Neither of them can ever come back
It’s like a pre-planned impeachment combo heart attack
An exit strategy set up by God divine
January twentieth, two-thousand nine

Bridge 3
We’ll finally have an end to all the scandal
The extent of which, we still don’t have a handle
After eight years of cover-ups and vises
I’ll gladly welcome a blow-job as the nation’s greatest crisis!

January twentieth, two-thousand and nine
Though if they’d like to leave a little sooner that’d be fine
I’m sure we’ll handle the transition with class
On the way out, don’t let the door hit your ass!
Hope they’ve finally learned how to pull out on time
January 20th, 2009

Won’t it be great not to deal with these swine?
It would be nice if they’d just up and resign
Dear God I hope we choose much better next time
January 20th 2009!