We Three Motown Kings
(We Three Kings)
WilliamBanzai7

We three monarchs of Motown are
Here to save our dumb automotive arse.
No more petrol fountain, huge SUV mountain,
Following the Washington bailout star.

Bailout star of wonder, don't say good night,
O Star save us from our greedy idiotic plight,
Balance sheet's are bleeding, losses still proceeding,
Save us from what deep down we know is right.

Born as kings of the gas guzzling domain,
Fool's gold we bring please crown us again,
Lemon Kings forever, ceasing never
Over all American drivers to reign.

O Bailout star of wonder, don't say good night,
Star save us from our greedy idiotic plight,
Balance sheet's are bleeding, losses still proceeding,
Save us from what deep down we know is right.

Frankenstein's bailout plan have I.
Drove to DC in a hybrid all night.
Prayer and praising will send our stock raising,
Our ship is one big pie in the sky.

Bailout star of wonder, don't say good night,
O Star save us from our greedy idiotic plight,
Balance sheet's are bleeding, still proceeding,
Save us from what deep down we know is right.

Plug in mine: it'll run on a dime
Breath fresh air, low emissions and zoom time.
Borrowing, redesigning, union undermining,
Sealed in the stone-cold SUV tomb.

Bailout star of wonder, don't say good night,
O Star save us from our greedy idiotic plight,
Balance sheet's are bleeding, losses still proceeding,
Save us from what deep down we know is right.

Glorious now behold Motown will once again rise,
Bailout largesse and taxpayer sacrifice.
Alleluia, alleluia!
Clunking sounds heard all through the earth and skies.

Bailout star of wonder, don't say good night,
O Star save us from our greedy idiotic plight,
Balance sheet's are bleeding, still proceeding,
Save us from what deep down we know is right.