I'd like to lock you up in someone's basement
A cancelled One-O-Five, and no replacement
And unemployment rings
These foolish things remind me of you.
The starving farmers who can't make much money
Your Bomarc blunder never struck us funny
Inflation in the spring
These foolish things remind me of you.
You came, you saw, you promised all you had
But we've found out since then
That whatever you had,was pretty damn sad ...Sir.
And so we gather from this grim reflection
You'll be back farming come the next election
And unemployed you'll be
That foolish thing will remind you of me.
