If any form of pleasure is exhibited.
Report to me and it will prohibited.
I’ll put my foot down,
So shall it be.
This is the land of the Free.
The last man nearly ruined this place,
He didn’t know what to do with it.
If you think this country’s bad enough now,
Just wait till I get through with it.
The country’s taxes must be fixed,
And I know what to do with it.
If you think you’re paying too much now,
Just wait till I get through with it.
I will not stand for anything
That’s crooked or unfair.
I’m strictly on the up and up,
So everyone beware.
If anyone’s caught taking graft
And I don’t get my share,
We stand ‘em up against the wall…
And pop goes the weasel!
Elvis has left the building
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