SO-WONDERFUL, DC.

SO-WONDERFUL, DC.
(To tune of “S’ wonderful,” by George and Ira Gershwin)

Intro:
How’d this sad day come?
From a grand intent
Get congress off its bum. 
No one ever meant
Sequester to occur.
But madmen see not sun.
Loud blamers do aver,
And argue who has won.
Why should we fain to be surprised?
In D.C. victory is prized

Verses:
Democrats,
Republicans,
Still battling in
D.C.

Senators, and
Congressman,
“You play to win,”
Agree.

Bridge:
They’ve made DC so partisan.
Like cats and dogs there’s just no parting them.

Verse:
A President
Too hesitant
Who’s looking out,
For me?

Bridge 2:
Big heads have turned rock-hard again.
Fashion’s an Archie Bunker cardigan.

Verse:
Correction-proof,
Election-proof,
Unchanging as,
The sea.

Bridge 3:
They’ve wrought blood-letting politics.
Unnerving as those awful horror flicks.

Verse:
So, “those with pull”
So, full-of-bull
So-wonderful,
D.C.

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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WHO’LL FEED ME NOW?

The economy is supposedly improving but the middle-class lot remains stagnant  and worrisome.  Unemployment is still too high and wages for those with jobs continue to lose pace with everyday living expenses.  There was a time when plain folks could sustain themselves, or starve by themselves.  Now the consumer oiled job making machinery must provide a job for most. 

WHO’LL FEED ME NOW?
(To tune of, “Who’s Sorry Now?” (1923) by, Ted Snyder, Bert Kalmar and Harry Ruby)

Who’ll feed me now?
Who’ll feed me now?
Though I’m out of work
I’m still hungry somehow

The industry gods
Said learn and work hard
“You’d have a job,” was their vow

In canyons of steel
With no job there’s no meal
I’m hungry, and,
Who’ll feed me now?

Back on the farm
Life was no charm
But we had the crops and the cow

Life in the city
With no job ain’t pretty
I’m hungry, and,
Who’ll feed me now?

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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GEE THE GRAND BARGAIN’S SINKING

GEE THE GRAND BARGAIN’S SINKING
(To tune of “It’s a Grand Night for Singing,” by Rodgers and Hammerstein from the 1942 (remade in 1962) movie musical, State Fair)

Verses:
Gee the Grand Bargain’s sinking
The ship in going down
Say Bowles and Al Simpson
“No one we’re convincin”
And Boehner’s still wearing that frown

Gee the Grand Bargain’s sinking
No side will give half-way
They’ve caused quite a ruckus
Like chickens they’ll pluck us
Ben Bernanke’s hair’s turning gray
And we are the ones who’ll pay!

 Bridge:
Maybe if voters complain?
Maybe they’d locate a brain?
Maybe they’d start, acting like they were smart?
Or, are they deaf? That would explain

 Verse:
Gee the Grand Bargain’s sinking
Sequester: shout, “Hooray!”
The Tea Party’s cheering
As doomsday is nearing
While sanity’s growing passé
And we are the ones who’ll pay!

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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PRAY FOR AN ASTEROID

PRAY FOR AN ASTEROID
(To the tune of “Cabaret,” by John Kander and Fred Ebb from 1966 Broadway show “Cabaret”)

Stuck with a congress that sits on its thumbs
We’ve grown beyond annoyed
What will it take to change D.C.?
Pray for an asteroid

One that would shatter and shock all the bums
Of ethics whom are devoid
What will it take to change D.C.?
Pray for an asteroid

Not one to maim,
No blood should spill,
But one to kill complacency there,
Shame a spark of decency there

We’ve tried with voting and beating the drums
Fought lobbyist gangs deployed
What will it take to change D.C.?
Nothing on earth can change D.C.
What will it take to change D.C.?
Pray for an asteroid.

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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THEY SAY IT’S WONDERFUL

THEY SAY IT’S WONDERFUL(To tune of, “They Say it’s Wonderful,” by Irving Berlin, from 1946 Broadway show “Annie Get Your Gun.”)

 Verses:
They say that owning a gun
Is wonderful,
It’s wonderful,
So they say.

And to be holding a gun
Is wonderful,
Wonderful,
So they tell me

 Bridge:
I’ve never pulled a trigger
My joys feel somewhat bigger
I’ve only heard those joining the NRA,
Say,

Verse:
“And if some people are killed
Though terrible, it’s wonderful
To be someone
With a gun.”

Bridge 2:
Say I’m a little dream-ish
Perhaps a bit too squeamish
But I believe this world can be good and grand
And 

Verse:
I’d rather live in a world
That’s beautiful, and wonderful
For everyone
With no guns

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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OVDP

OVDP stands for Offshore Voluntary Disclosure Program, an initiative by IRS under which U.S. taxpayers with unreported offshore financial accounts can come in from the cold, avoid criminal prosecution and pay a substantial but reduced civil penalty for not filing FBARS (Foreign Bank Account Reports).  In her annual report to congress, the National Taxpayer joined others who have criticized certain aspects of the OVDP (See The Tax Wars Blog “”OVDP Update – Taxpayer Advocate Critical of Opt-Out Rules.” at www.the-tax-wars-.net ).  This lyric parodies some of these issues with the OVDP.  PFIC means Passive Foreign Investment Company, a foreign entity subject to extremely complex and onerous tax rules.

OVDP
(To tune of “Tonight,” by Leonard Bernstein and Stephen Sondheim, from, “West Side Story).

Verses:
OV-DP
A voluntary plea
I wanted to come in from the cold

OV-DP
You promised certainty
Seems your word is more tinsel than gold

 Bridge:
Mistakes
I thought  would be forgiven
Into a herd we’re driven
Of culpability

Verses:
The room is crammed
Both innocent and damned
In OV-
D-P

Refrain Verses:
OVDP
My head was in the stars
What did I know of FBARS the while?

OVDP
My head was in the clouds
Never read, my return, when I’d file

 Bridge:
The deal
You sold me seemed terrific
Until you brought up PFIC
To up the tab on me

Verse:
Now fear, now doubt
And whether to opt-out
Of OV-
D-P

Lyric © 2012 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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