It was on eighth day of life when it became clear to me,
this is a REPUBLIC and
there is nothing that is free!
Not even my own birth!!!!
THERE "HE" WAS!
STANDING OVER ME!
SCALPEL IN HAND BUT
NO DOCTOR, NO DEGREE!
He came to get just a small
piece of me, but I was not
singing with banjo on my knee!
No request for last meal or plea!
What was already happening to
newly born little oh me?
THE MOIL MAN! THE MOIL MAN!
Hope to hell he has a plan!
Don't feel any better in The Bronx,
Israel or Iran! Some places have a ban!
From then on could only do as I can!
Up to me to find new plan!
Don't want to end up gelded also ran!
THE MOIL MAN! THE MOIL MAN!
Eric Cantor with a plan! Deceiving as
hell as good old Charlie Chan!
ERIC CANTOR MUST BE A MOIL!
Never lets leftovers go to spoil!
Scalpel in hand to do daily toil,
brings unreasonable to a boil!
HE'S THE MOIL MAN!
Eric's mother is only fan, must be due
to being a man! Eric is firm believer in
THIS IS A REPUBLIC WHERE ONLY
FOR UNCLE WALL STREET IS IT ALL
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Barry McChangky
QUACK!
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