Don't Mess Around With Lew

Well, DC’s got its hustlers, NR’s got its bums, But Auburn Alabama’s got Big Lew Rockwell, a straight-shootin’ son of a gun Now Frum’s as dumb as a man can come and his ego’s really outta sight, But when Lew and his crew do what they do you know the folks’ll see the light, And that’s all right, And they say, You don’t spit on Washington’s grave, N’Scrap the Constitution too You don’t make America the Lone Ranger And you don’t mess around with Lew, (Ba da da da da, da da dum dum — da dum dum)

Well, to Auburn Alabama came a neo-con Said, "I’m lookin’ for a guy named Lew I’ve come down south ’cause he bad-mouthed My boys at National Review, He thinks we’re a bunch of Manichees, I mean, he don’t even like the Iraq war. He quotes von Mises, cuts us all to pieces, Even worse, he says that I’m a bore, I’m gonna give’im what for, And they said, You don’t spit on Washington’s grave, N’Scrap the Constitution too You don’t make America the Lone Ranger And you don’t mess around with Lew, (Ba da da da da, da da dum dum — da dum dum)

Well, a hush fell over the seminar, Lew picked up his favorite chalk, And he drew and drew, till that boy turned blue You shoulda heard Rockwell talk, He talked about the price of freedom, And the dangers of the neo-power drive And he told that boy, our country’s not a toy, For you to try to talk and jive. Man alive! And they sang it, Don’t spit on Washington’s grave, N’Scrap the Constitution too You don’t make America the Lone Ranger And you don’t mess around with Lew. (Ba da da da da, da da dum dum — da dum dum).

Well that neo-con was agitated, now, he waved his finger in the air, He was screamin’ ’bout power, and the lateness of the hour, dang, the man was on a tear, He Said, "next we gotta take out Iran ‘n North Korea, and let’s talk about bringin’ back the draft And what if China nukes North Carolina," And they all leaned back and laughed, Well, they just laughed, And they sang it, Don’t spit on Washington’s grave, N’Scrap the Constitution too You don’t make America the Lone Ranger And you don’t mess around with Lew (Ba da da da da, da da dum dum — da dum dum).

Well the moral to my story’s kinda easy, I mean, unless you’re plumb insane Whatever comes, ya don’t let those Frums anesthetize your brain Don’t give up on believin’, after all, you know, you gotta keep’a keepin up the fight Just work and pray, and you know some day all the people gonna see the light, And that’s all right. (pause) Read lewrockewell.com (pause) Don’t drop the bomb. Because (you know) you don’t spit on Washington’s grave, (no never) N’you don’t scrap the Constitution too (no sir) And you don’t make America the Lone Ranger And you don’t mess around with Lew, Da da da da da — da da Frum! Frum!

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