BAC's Gone!
Like a rat in the ditch, or out on a limb
All knew better, we all knew him
So many knew, so many have said
He’d lie to the end, ‘til he was cold and dead
So good that he's gone
He’s finally gone, so bright the dawn
BAC’s finally gone
A horrid smell from that sorry sack
Love it; he’s gone, nothing to bring him back
He's gone, praise God (and Christine); he’s gone
Infinite truth, on a road so wide
Facts be damned, the truth he’d hide
Liar on the loose, the truth he defiled
Now he’s gone; so many have smiled
Gone to where more truth he can change
Tyranny his love, how so ever strange
BAC lost in the end, dirt being his name
Death to the truth, BAC’s got more of the same
Same old rat in the ditch, out on a limb
All know better, we all know him
So many know, so many have said
He’ll lie to the end, ‘til he he’s cold and dead
Lord, he’s gone, gone, gone
Thank God and Christine he’s gone
Unlike a bad penny, he’ll never be back
He’s gone to his old place, in Goldi’s sack
Lord, he’s gone, gone, gone
Thank God and Christine he’s gone