Rosty-Mon
© 1994 Watunes (BMI)
(From "Sing it Loud!")
(spoken)
There are countless folk songs celebrating the careers of bandits, outlaws, highwaymen, train robbers and all manner of organized criminals. So let's turn our attention for a moment to the halls of Congress.
(sung)
Rosty-mon
Rosty-mon
He came from one of them political machines
A big meat eater, but he loved those greens
He's used to gettin' his ways by any means
He's a Rosty-mon
He is a man of many old school charms
He bendin' elbows and he twistin' arms
A little subtler than most car alarms
He's a rosty-mon
Now, he shakes his head and says, "Why did...
I have to be indicted?"
Rosty-mon
They call you Mr. Rostenkowski
Rosty-mon
They wanna take away your house key
Allegedly he done a terrible crime
Allegedly he pocketed the government dime
Allegedly he puts his pants on one leg at a time
He's a Rosty-mon
He bought more cars than anyone can recall
He sold more stamps than the Postmaster General
And now his picture's on the post office wall
He's a Rosty-mon
Now, they tell me he feels so bad he...
hired another caddy
Rosty-mon
They wanna change your address, brother
Rosty-mon
From one big house to another
Rosty-mon
You got your troubles, yessiree bob
Rosty-mon
It could be worse man, you could be Bob Packwood