All together now . . .
And when I see the cash that flowed one way
The tribes we used to rip off . . . every dayJust walk away DeLay
They weren’t gonna vote for you back home
The empty K Street office suites are not the same
Jack’s not to blameFrom deep inside the tears you’re forced to cry
Now when you grab a meal . . . you’ll have to buyJust walk away DeLay
And hope a defense contractor buys your home
Now as a plane takes off for Scotland’s finest links
Not there . . . it stinksYour name is still atop a . . . kids’ charity
Now we all know its aid was . . . meant for theeJust walk away DeLay
And pray federal agents aren’t at your home
Now as your aides have flipped . . . against your crooked scam
They’ve burst your damJust walk away DeLay
The right wing won’t follow you back home
An empty cell awaits . . . to end your life of fame
Who will you blame?
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