the democrats are evil
Lyrics
REGARDS TO YOU FAIR WEATHER FRIEND
Smoke some pot, I got a little bit
Don't need a lot, to get me into it
Again
My Friend
Here comes Paul
It's all so intricate
If I should fall I hope I'm into it
At all
You know
It's a certain kind of thing
Turns a servant to a king
Who knows but God
So I sing and follow through
It's the least that I can do
'Cause I still believe in love
Not that stupid flying glove
Ooh, Close
And Regards to you My Fair Weather Friend
And once again...
How's the Nank?
The Crank?
The Communist?
I'm just a Yank
Yeah I'm a Socialist, My Friend
But Capitalist now and then
Spin the wheel--- (not the wheel...)
A wheely good spin, 45 RPMs
I'm sure of it, I know
(Yes, the bloody wheel)
You know
It's a certain kind of thing
Turns a servant to a king
You know at all?
So I try to follow through
Do the best that I can do 'cause
See the meter clicking by
Higher higher all the time
Ooh, Close
And Regards to you My Fair Weather Friend
Picture myself where I know I have been
It's not very difficult painting a scene
Remember the furniture just as it's been
Move along, sing a song...
-Guitar solo...
(this is the part where we drink water....)
Fix a hole, a tiny little one
Inside your soul, no no, the other one
That won't let go
It's a certain kind of dream
But I certainly don't Dream no more Galore
So I try to follow through
It's the most that I can do
'Cause me and my cartoon head
Many things, but we're not dead
Ooh, Close
And Regards to you My Fair Weather Friend...
My Fair Weather Friend...
My Fair Weathered You
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