Blah, blah, Blahgojevich.

After being dormant for a fortnight plus, I have come up with an entry for the Bedlam. This is a little tribute to Illinois favorite governor turned traitor: Rod Blagojevich. Sung to the tune of "Rockaway Beach" by the Ramones.

No more Blago, no more, no no no.
The verdict's out, we've had enough.
All you Senators must impeach.
America is tired of Blahgojevich.
Throw him out, onto the street,
trying to sell Barack Obama's seat.
Process is too slow.
His soapbox is spamming all the radios.

Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Illinois is tired of Blahgojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
America is tired of Blahgojevich.

It's not hard, you must impeach.
The whole state is tired of Blahgojevich.
It's not hard, you must impeach.
America is tired of Blahgojevich.

No more Blago, no more, no no no.
The verdict's out, we've had enough.
All you Senators must impeach.
America is tired of Blahgojevich.
Throw him out, onto the street,
trying to sell Barack Obama's seat.
Process is too slow.
His soapbox is spamming all the radios.

Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
America is tired of Blahgojevich.

Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
America is tired of Blahgojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
Blah, blah, Blagojevich.
This bloody world is tired of Blahgojevich!