Phil
Gramm the Shill
Gramm found his thrill.
On Capitol Hill.
On Capitol Hill,
Where he could spew.
Phil Gramm the shill, on Capitol Hill,
He talked all the time but said nothing new.
He promised and lied away
But we thought we'd see,
That all of those vows he made,
Were never to be.
When he departs,
After stealing his fill,
We won't miss his sort
On Capitol Hill.
He promised and lied away
But we thought we'd see,
That all of those vows he made,
Were never to be.
When he departs,
After stealing his fill,
We won't miss his sort
On Capitol Hill.
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