This song started out a bit different than where it ended up. I intended to write about a guy winning an election to the position with the lowest possible amount of authority. Then gets drunk with power and feels he can be mean to everyone. What I ended up with was a guy who maybe pursued politics in the first place because of his low perceived position on the social ladder, and now that he's won thinks he's the shit.
I really hope there's no one named Abernathy Fitzgerald who happens to hear this and take exception. I ran a web search and came up with some close names, but nothing exact. If I missed you, please know it was not intentional, and in any event that the narrator in this story is -- once again -- unreliable. Hmm, that seems to be a recurring theme around here.
Can't decide if the bass line and groove remind me more of "Express Yourself" or "Son of a Preacher Man". Definitely more than a pinch of Dave Grusin in there too.
lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tough campaign; an uphill climb, now it’s time for poppin’ the
Good Champaign; so upper crust, there was just no stoppin’ the
Populace from hoppin’ the Me Train.
All high road; no bad blood from the mud they slingin’ on.
That’s my code: ain’t no sludge if a grudge ain’t clingin’ on.
I’d say “good game”, but psych! I win, so you can all like…
[Chorus]
Suck it, (suck it, suck it). All you haters know you can
Suck it, (suck it, suck it). Y’all can kiss my ass, ‘cause I’m the man.
Especially you, Abernathy Fitzgerald.
[Verse 2]
Oh I know; I got no qualm with my promises to keep.
That sly dough guarantees I can triage in my sleep,
While the sheep keep peepin’ the freakshow.
Got your back; I know what side my ride is buttered on.
What’s more whack is the good and kind who blindly putter on.
You know you got to know, which way the winds are blowin’…
[Chorus]
[Solo Overdub]
Aberathy? More like SCABernathy, amirite? Cause you’re scabby.
Oh, I’M the asshole?!
No, that sounds more like YOUR mom!
Well WHO’S STUFFED IN THE LOCKER NOW, ABERNATHY?!
[Verse 3]
My snow job: it made you mad, musta had some salt in it.
It’s no prob when your oaths are acts and your facts are alternate.
Hey, what’s this note for you? Oh yeah, it’s telling you to…
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