Ballad
of Ann Coulter
Let me tell you all a story about a gal named Anne,
Whose greatest fear was bein' a flash in the pan.
She couldn't write a lick, and was said to be a slut,
So her only real chance was to act like a nut.
Right wing rhetoric... foamin at the mouth... hidin'
her Adam's Apple.
Well, first thing you know Anne's a television star,
Ranting incoherently as a drunk in a bar,
The right wingers said Coulter was a lot of fun,
All she had to do was lie about Bill Clinton.
Keep sayin' it... The Big Lie... Nazi style.
(bluegrass instrumental break)
Got fired from her column, but she still rakes in the
dough.
Those demons in her head are spoutin' and startin' to
show,
She started out plain ugly without a lot to see,
The only thing worse could be her personality.
Nasty bitch... no talent... Do anything for money.
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