Come, they told me, ba-rumba bum bum,
Billy Kenoi to see, ba rumba bum bum,
Our finest gifts we’ll bring, ba rumba bum bum,
And we’ll make Billy king, ba rumba bumb bum, rumba bum bum, rumba bum bum,
Then he’ll kiss our ba rumba bum bums,
When we come.
ILWU, ba rumba bum bum,
Buy Fresh Onishi, too, ba rumba bum bum,
Contractors, follow suit, ba rumba bum bum,
With Honolulu loot, ba rumba bumb bum, rumba bum bum, rumba bumb bum,
And they’ll kiss our ba rumba bum bums,
When we come.
Jacobson’s gone, ba rumba bum bum,
We’ll pave Hanoa’s lawn, ba rumba bum bum,
We’ll make some turtle soup, ba rumba bum bum,
Now Ka’u’s finally duped, ba rumba bum bum, rumba bum bum, rumba bum bum,
And they’ll kiss our ba rumba bum bums,
When we come.
Oops, the market’s ba rumba bum gone,
Those mortgages have fizzed, ba rumbabum gone.
Now all we own is this ba rumbabum bum
Damn county government, ba rumba bumb um, rumba bum bum, rumba bum bum,
Can we borrow, ba rumba bum bum,
Some of your funds?
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
The Carol of the Bums
Labels:
Billy Kenoi,
campaign spending,
Christmas Carol,
Hawaii Island,
Politics
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