The
Little Frummer Boy
by
Christopher Manion
I
come from way up north, for I am a Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
My mind
goes back and forth, but I am not dumb (Frum, Frum, Frum)
The White
House hired me, for I am a Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Don't
say they fired me, for that would be dumb, lawsuits would come,
saying you're dumb, (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Bush
was a dimwit then, you can take it from Frum, (Frum, Frum, Frum)
But then
came Bin Laden, and that helped him some (Frum, Frum, Frum)
He took
his words from me, so he wouldn't look dumb (Frum, Frum, Frum)
And I
made history, Peggy Noonan's a bum, my day will come, they will
love Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I
don't like Iraqis, for I am a Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
but I
hate Lew's Lackeys, they make me look dumb (Frum, Frum, Frum)
They
call us neocons, and beat on their drum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Oh they're
so Hitleresque, I wish I had some, doublemint gum, stick on their
bum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I
got my dough from dad, from him and my mum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
DC life
ain't so bad, for I am a Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I dined
with Bob Novak, I gave him a crumb (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I stabbed
him in the back, he made me look dumb, he'll never come, back to
the Frums (Frum, Frum, Frum)
It
shouldn't trouble you that I am a Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I wrote
for W, Rove asked me to come (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I wrote
his lines for him, stop dumpin' on Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Now NR
pines for him, and they can thank Frum, I made the bum, beat the
war drum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
That
evil axis line, was written by Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
My wife
said it was mine, cause she's a proud Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
My job
was then quite dead, a memo would come (Frum, Frum, Frum)
"I
was not fired," I said, but I am not dumb, rumors would come,
all about Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
I
hate those guys from Lew, they make fun of Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Rothbard
and Gottfried too, they think that I'm dumb (Frum, Frum, Frum)
My facts
are wrong, so what, hey I am a Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Let's
see the troops kick butt, let's beat the war drum, let's give' em
some, ammo from Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Our
NR glory days, the best are to come
Our cover
story blaze attacks you, you bum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Lew Rockwell
types who think that war is so dumb (Frum, Frum, Frum)
We'll
give you shock and awe, while you sit and strum, blamin' your lum
– bago on Frum (Frum, Frum, Frum)
Frum!
March
21, 2003
Christopher
Manion [send him mail] writes
from the Shenandoah Valley in Virginia. A founding member of the
Capitol Steps political satire group, he has written and performed
songs at testimonials for Dan Quayle, Al Haig, Jesse Helms, Warren
Rudman, Lawton Chiles, Vernon Walters, William F. Buckley, Jr.,
and Paul Weyrich. Teddy Kennedy, Hillary Clinton, Joycelyn Elders,
and Manuel Noreiga have unfortunately been unable to hear their
songs performed in person.
Christopher
Manion Archives
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