The incoming Dems should sing this Allan Sherman classic when they march down the aisle...

[Gogi]

The Drapes of Roth by Alan Sherman (sung to the 'Battle Hymn of the Republic')

I'm singing you the ballad
Of a great man of the cloth,
His name was Harry Lewis
And he worked for Irving Roth.
He died while cutting velvet
On a hot July the Fourth...
But his cloth goes shining on.

Glory, glory Harry Lewis.
Glory, glory Harry Lewis.
Glory, glory Harry Lewis.
His cloth goes shining on.

Oh, Harry Lewis perished
In the service of his lord.
He was trampling through the warehouse
Where the drapes of Roth are stored.
He had the finest funeral
The Union could afford
And his cloth goes shining on.

Although a fire was raging,
Harry stood by his machine.
And when the firemen broke in
They discovered him between
A pile of roasted Dacron
And some french-fried gabardine.
His cloth goes shining on.

[yellowdogintexas]

1. or dedicate this one to the Shrub:

My country's tired of me
I'm going to Germany
to see the king

His name is Donald Duck
He drives a garbage truck
From every mountain top
Let garbage sling.

Old camp song, there.