They Ran into Thomas Massie

To the tune of "Bridge over Troubled Water"

They're the power

Feeling tall

Pulling politicians strings

Lords over all

Having their way

Oh, for years on end

Climbers getting in line

Then they ran into Thomas Massie

Well, I will be damned

Yes, they ran into Thomas Massie

Well, I will be damned

Such cocks of the walk

Just see how they strut

And how big they do talk

Looking down on us

Selling us out

While lining up votes

With "yes" men all around

Then they ran into Thomas Massie

Well, I will be damned

Yes, they ran into Thomas Massie

Well, I will be damned

Sail on AIPAC crew, sail on by

Your time has come and gone

Along with those in your pay

It won't be long

Oh, let them try their tricks

Strong-arming everyone

But with more men like Thomas Massie

Freedom is in sight

Yes, with more men like Thomas Massie

Freedom is in sight.

David Martin

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