Roy Merritt Poet Lyric

Nuthin' But a Leech Part Two

Nuthin' But A Leech
(Part Two)
By Roy Merritt

But they must be on to somethin’
They sure got you people pegged
And will rob you fools completely blind 
As easily as pullin' your leg

And no telling if this pacifist
Who told us “I really do like war”
Doesn’t start sending your sons and daughters
To fall on foreign shores

So maybe gators isn’t what we see 
As they lounge on the Potomac’s beach 
Perhaps we’d be better served
To call 'em nuthin' but a leech 

And there isn’t one among you 
Could not make me to understand 
Just how upset you were  
The president was a colored man

And how the idea of a woman
Occupying the West Wing
Was somehow defying your God 
And absolutely insane

So maybe gators isn’t what we see 
As they lounge on the Potomac’s beach 
Perhaps we’d be better served
To call 'em nuthin' but a leech

So spare me all this nonsense 
of draining that swamp of gators
Of running out the special interest 
Of firing all these satyrs  

If you were slaves in antebellum
In my native south
You’d be the favored slaves
To work up at the house

So maybe gators isn’t what we see 
As they lounge on the Potomac’s beach 
Perhaps we’d be better served
To call 'em nuthin' but a leech

And don’t be surprised 
That before these villains are through
They’ll bring some inconvenience
Or worse grief to you

But don’t expect you can go in the street
To exercise your freedom to impugn
Cos’ you’ll be labeled a terrorist 
And send off to your doom 

So maybe gators isn’t what we see 
As they lounge on the Potomac’s beach 
Perhaps we’d be better served
To call 'em nuthin' but a leech

Each and everyone of them 
Nuthin' but a leech

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