| House of the Roberts Court | to ``House of the Rising Sun'' by The Animals |
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There is a Court in Washington They tell me it's Supreme I'll slave for you, Chief Justice, John Together we will scheme I always wished to clerk for you Gunned my way through class Bluebooked twenty thousand notes All to kiss your ass Now the only thing Ol' Roberts needs Is to check our Bill of Rights Those Amendments say there's privacy It's there in black and white O Stevens, tell your children, That you only write dissents We'll live to be one hundred thirty-three Kiss my jurisprudence Well he's got one hand on the Bible The other's on your thigh We just appointed President John McCain So kiss Roe v. Wade goodbye Well there is a Court in Washington My Lord, it's so Supreme While it's been the ruin of many of your rights It's the star of our wet dreams |
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one |
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