Hey, Buchanan, go take
a hike.
It's blood that you
want, so here's my advice.
Just shoot off your
mouth when the light shines on you.
You'll wind up like
a wreck, and fall behind - you're going to lose.
And did you think this
fool could ever win.
Well look at him,
he's coming back again.
He got a taste of
power, and he's joined the fray.
And we are gonna crow,
'cause we can't stand you, you'll just fade away.
Don't you know I can't
stand him now (not that I ever did).
Talking like a pile
driver, acting like a little kid.
No, I can't stand
him after all this time.
There will be no peace,
only strife, in Pat Buchanan's fevered mind.
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
No, he could never
hope to win.
He's talking to Perot
to let him run again.
The threats he made
will not be watered down.
And if the right wing
were a circus, he's be head clown by now.
Don't you know I can't
stand him now (not that I ever did).
Talking like a pile
driver, acting like a little kid.
No, I can't stand
him after all this time.
There will be no peace,
only strife, in Pat Buchanan's fevered mind.
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
(instrumental break)
Don't you know I can't
stand him now (not that I ever did).
Talking like a pile
driver, acting like a little kid.
No, I can't stand
him after all this time.
There will be no peace,
only strife, in Pat Buchanan's fevered mind.
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand him...
(n'yea,
n'yea, n'yea)
(repeat and fade)
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