They won’t even explain That comment about John McCain Nor will they refrain From causing him pain Be that as it may To this very day They refuse to say - who Or make ‘em pay
His vote doesn’t matter Was their chitter chatter As they stirred the batter Before they scattered And none will own up To being so abrupt As to corrupt That scenario construct
So were they wise They’d apologize For speaking demise Before cutting ties With the guilty party Who was such a smarty As to shame Laurel and Hardy With that sort of barley
There’s no denying That John McCain is dying But there’s no justifying Them not replying To our queries of who Said what they knew Would put the ***** To one of their crew