Grand Theft Bovine

Stole a cow from the space-time continuum with no hair and five legs
It could fly through the sky like a hurricane, but suddenly we fell like lead
We made our aim for the house of Republicans — let’s find out what’s wrong in
their heads:
The banks they’re bailing while the rich keep sailing
Fox News lying, economy still dying
Some guy trucking, health-care sucking
Vote for change — then change your mind
Holy cow! They think they’re holier than thou
These mothers that lay no eggs
The Sasquatch needs no friends in Congress, down to the Wall Street and all of
the banks
These fathers/mothers that poach your eggs have lost their legs
So we dance this fine dance called America — politics and gods in my bed
Now I sleep, counting dollars before sheep and my cow is far from dead!
So steal a cow from the space-time continuum and wear it like a hat on your head