Hillary Rodham, I Presume

Hillary Rodham, I Presume

From: Wheeler, Richard
To:  Rush
Subject: Song parody
Date: Tuesday, February 27, 1996 7:45AM

You need some new parodies, Rush.
Here's one to remind the candidates whom they *should* be fighting.
I'll sell it cheap; you can pay me in autographed ties!

Richard who worked with Terry from Sunnyvale
rwheeler@srs.loral.com


***** Original version ***** (revised version below)

Dr. Livingstone, I Presume
by Ray Thomas
The Moody Blues - In Search of the Lost Chord
Copyright 1968 - Deram Records

Dr. Livingstone, I presume,
Stepping out of the jungle gloom,
Into the midday sun.

What did you find there,
Did you stand a while and stare,
Did you meet anyone?

I've seen butterflies galore,
I've seen people big and small,
I've still not found what I'm looking for.

We're all looking for someone.  (etc.)

Captain Scott, you were so bold,
Now you're looking rather cold,
Out there in the snow.

I've seen polar bears and seals,
I've seen giant Antarctic eels,
I've still not found what I'm looking for.

We're all looking for someone.  (etc.)

Columbus, where are you bound,
So you think that the world is round,
Sail off in the blue.

There are Indians by the score,
In many places that I saw,
I've still not found what I'm looking for.

We're all looking for someone.
We're all looking for someone.
We're all looking for someone...


***** Parody Version *****

Hillary Rodham, I Presume
Copyright 1996 Richard Wheeler
The Moody Bubba - In Search of the Lost Scored

Hillary Rodham, I presume,
Stepping out of the courthouse door,
Into the media glare.

What lies did you tell there,
Did you sob and shed a tear,
Did you fire anyone?

I have shredded files galore,
Erased e-mails big and small,
I can't recall what you're looking for.

We're all hiding from someone. (etc.)

Mister Vince, you were so bold,
Now you're looking rather cold,
Out there in the park.

I've seen cover ups and spins,
I've seen giant boldfaced lies,
You'll never find what you're looking for.

We're all hiding from someone.  (etc.)

Mister Bill, she has you bound,
But you think that the world is yours,
Why not try the truth?

There are bimbos yet to score,
You don't ask and I won't tell,
I've still not found what I'm looking for.

He's out looking for bimbos.
He's out looking for Big Macs.
He's out hiding from Rodham.  (etc.)

(8 May 1996)

Or, if you haven't gotten enough yet....