Not one of my great pieces and I don’t think this one ever got performed. At least I don’t think I ever got paid for it.
My best song on the subject of Bill and Hillary Clinton, , though I say so myself, was a lyric that might sit comfortably with Billy Don’t Be a Hero. Indeed, Mike Hodd himself (pater familias NewsRevue) often talks that one up. I’ll upload that one too, some day.
But reflecting on this Hillary song as I write now, in December 2015, the stuff about Hillary communicating with the late Eleanor Roosevelt doesn’t get talked about much.
I really like the song, by the Turtles, upon which the lyric sits comfortably if you choose to do so. It is one I can just about play on my baritone ukulele.
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♬ HILLARY (To the Tune of “Eleanor”)♬
VERSE 1 – BILL CLINTON
You’ve got a thing about you,
Landing us both in the poo,
Every reporter, Hillary, smears me;
Your plans intoxicate me,
That’s why the press berates me,
Over Whitewater, will the courts clear me?
CHORUS 1 – BILL CLINTON
Hillary, gee, I think you’re swell,
With those properties you sell,
Through our pals’ Arkansan Mafia;
Hillary, do we both have pride?
Do we both shag on the side?
Like did Vincent Foster stiff yah?
VERSE 2 – HILLARY
I’ve been too altruistic,
So I’m told by my mystic,
Speaking the words of Eleanor’s phantom;
I’m going to play by new rules,
No-one calls me a screw ball,
Out of my box, I’ll box like a bantam.
CHORUS 2 – HILLARY
Eleanor, Mrs Roosavelt,
Through the Ouija board I felt,
As I touched Mahatma Ghandi;
Eleanor, I like a good time,
Is it really such a crime?
Has it made my legs go bandy?
OUTRO – BOTH
HILLARY: Eleanor, gee I think you’re swell – oohh aahh
BILL Hillary, I don’t think you’re well – oohh aahh