Here’s something that I hope will amuse you until we land that ever elusive third branch of government. Sung to the tune of Meat Loaf’s “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad”
“Two Out Of Three Branches Ain’t Bad”
You’re Honor let’s end this fight,
You know you ain’t being so fair.
You never let our legislation stand,
Ruling in our favor’s so rare.
You say we’re infringing their rights,
But that doesn’t justify their appeals.
Behind your black flowing robes you hide,
When our legislation’s doom you’ll seal
They voted it on and I signed it out,
But to let it be law you just can’t bear,
You read the words and began to pout.
You’ve been obstructin’ us for so long,
We’re drinkin’ hemlock instead of beers.
And yet you keep on telling me,
You ask me,
You beg me,
But there’ll be no day,
You’ll be getting your way.
Now don’t be mad,
‘Cause two out of three branches ain’t bad.
Now don’t be mad,
‘Cause two out of three branches ain’t bad.
All our policies you’ve gone and overruled,
And your outrageous conditions we can’t meet.
I know you’re just waitin’ out my term
So you can play me for a fool.
‘Cause at the ballots me you can’t beat
‘Cause our demographics are holding firm.
You can try,
But three more years in office still I’ve got,
We’ll hold out until you die.
Then we’ll be able to enforce some things,
Some things that you’ve always fought.
We know that in college you were a dove
And that patriots were your foe,
But now the people you think you’re above
Are provin’ how much you don’t know.
We remember how you invented those rights,
It was for our own good you said.
And though we pleaded and begged you
Not to snuff out those lives
You banged you gavel and said we’re done for the day.
And yet you keep on telling me,
You ask me,
You beg me,
But there’ll be no day,
You’ll be getting your way.
Now don’t be mad,
‘Cause two out of three branches ain’t bad.
Now don’t be mad,
‘Cause two out of three branches ain’t bad.
You say the bench is your right,
And our judges are goin’ nowhere…..
