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Song Parodies -> "Flop-Sweat (on his lip)"
Original Song Title:
"Big Iron"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Marty Robbins
Parody Song Title:
"Flop-Sweat (on his lip)"
Parody Written by:
Onslaught
The Lyrics
Oh that John McCain, what a putz, a real big talker till someone grabs his nuts
To the District of Columbia a stranger came one day.
Barely managed to contain himself he had a lot to say.
Someone dared to ask a question bout his thoughts on gun control
And this got the stranger wound up as he started on a roll
Started on a roll
Now it might have been too early or it could have been too late
Or he might have just been fuzzled* in his harried, hurried state.
Didn't stop to gauge the question he just up and took the bait
You could see that was the moment when the stranger sealed his fate
Stranger sealed his fate
Said the Marshall was the reason for the lawlessness in town
Said he never should have ordered all those boots back off the ground
Said the vacuum that created, ushered in the ISIL gang
Said all that stuff to make the Marshall feel a guilty pang
Feel a guilty pang
Now the tale of the stranger and his words would spread like fire
Burning up the social media, arouse the Marshall's ire
As the Marshall's fierce defenders rushed to vent their mounting rage
The stranger felt the same unease he felt inside his cage
In his tiger cage
Well the stranger knew that he had erred, an awful faux pas, that
And the race was on to peddle back, to pull from fire, fat
Every ounce of legerdemain of the diplomatic art
Was employed to show the sorrow that he held within his heart
Well it was a start
The Marshall was attending to some trouble in the south
And the stranger, back in Washington, was shooting off his mouth
Now the two men come together following the Marshall's trip
The stranger stands there petrified with flop-sweat on his lip
Flop-sweat on his lip
Well the stranger started shaking, hell, the man could barely stand
And he stammered out apologies, please don't misunderstand
Didn't really mean to say things he obviously did
It was then we learned the strangers name, the Arizona Kid
Arizona Kid
Now the lesson of my story is be careful what you say
Best be wary of the stance you take with feet made out of clay
This could sink a man's career in politics, to be so blind
But the kid will likely make out if he learns to toe the line
Toe the party line
Flop-sweat, flop-sweat
The stranger stands there petrified with flop-sweat on his lip
Flop-sweat on his lip
Barely managed to contain himself he had a lot to say.
Someone dared to ask a question bout his thoughts on gun control
And this got the stranger wound up as he started on a roll
Started on a roll
Now it might have been too early or it could have been too late
Or he might have just been fuzzled* in his harried, hurried state.
Didn't stop to gauge the question he just up and took the bait
You could see that was the moment when the stranger sealed his fate
Stranger sealed his fate
Said the Marshall was the reason for the lawlessness in town
Said he never should have ordered all those boots back off the ground
Said the vacuum that created, ushered in the ISIL gang
Said all that stuff to make the Marshall feel a guilty pang
Feel a guilty pang
Now the tale of the stranger and his words would spread like fire
Burning up the social media, arouse the Marshall's ire
As the Marshall's fierce defenders rushed to vent their mounting rage
The stranger felt the same unease he felt inside his cage
In his tiger cage
Well the stranger knew that he had erred, an awful faux pas, that
And the race was on to peddle back, to pull from fire, fat
Every ounce of legerdemain of the diplomatic art
Was employed to show the sorrow that he held within his heart
Well it was a start
The Marshall was attending to some trouble in the south
And the stranger, back in Washington, was shooting off his mouth
Now the two men come together following the Marshall's trip
The stranger stands there petrified with flop-sweat on his lip
Flop-sweat on his lip
Well the stranger started shaking, hell, the man could barely stand
And he stammered out apologies, please don't misunderstand
Didn't really mean to say things he obviously did
It was then we learned the strangers name, the Arizona Kid
Arizona Kid
Now the lesson of my story is be careful what you say
Best be wary of the stance you take with feet made out of clay
This could sink a man's career in politics, to be so blind
But the kid will likely make out if he learns to toe the line
Toe the party line
Flop-sweat, flop-sweat
The stranger stands there petrified with flop-sweat on his lip
Flop-sweat on his lip
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McCain's a good guy, but he has a bad habit of speaking off the cuff just as badly as Biden and Trump which gets him into trouble. I also don't care for his bad attitude regarding his way of fighting ISIS and rebuilding our military just because he was a POW! No disrespect, but others were at the HH as well. It's like he's saying, "I'm most qualified to combat 21st Century asymmetric warfare and terrorism because I saw combat, was captured, and was tortured." And, yes, McCain did mean that Obama was responsible for ISIS due to the premature pullout, not considering the vacuum it created regardless of the GWB deadline. Iraq was in no position to defend itself against radicals. A garrison was required. But Obama didn't care. He wanted to bring the troops home at all cost. Now we know the cost. 555!
I think a more direct contribution from the Obama administration is the atmosphere of intimidation that caused law enforcement to walk on eggshells around Muslims lest they be deemed Islamophobic. There were many obvious signs in this case and in the San Bernandino case that the perps were very dangerous people. And yet nothing was done
On a lighter note, one of my best efforts here at Amiright was a parody of this song called "Big Iron in Her Grip", referencing the golf club that Tiger Woods's wife was wielding when she chased him out of their home. I misspelled my name so you'll have to click on the Marty Robbins link to find it.
Yes, I read that one when I went to see how many times this song has been used. A nice treatment of that incident.
The problem is, unlike so many warriors before him, McCain HASN'T had enough of war. He wants more. It's almost as if he doesn't care what war we get into, as long as we get into one. He talked about "victory" in Iraq (whatever the hell THAT meant), but I'm sure he only meant that as a stepping-stone to the next war, in Iran. If you gave McCain a gun with two bullets, and showed him a hippie, the current Ayatollah, and whoever's running al-Qaeda now, he'd probably shoot the hippie twice.
It's about time the malcontents woke up. Good for you, and before it's time to collect your welfare too. Quite ambitious, to say the least.
DKTOS but well written; 5's
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