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One thing I've noticed as I grow older: the range of my voice is not what it once was. I can sing this in its original key in performance and more-or-less get away with it, but I had to transpose it from A to C to make the recording work. Oh -- the song itself? Yeah, I'm doing a lot of political stuff this month, ain't I?

Pres’dent Kamala’s gonna get you,Gonna knock you right on your head,Beside where you got your ear cut,We watched, it hardly even bled

No one knows what you're thinking of,You're the only one you've ever loved.You want to shoot someone on Fifth AvenueDrop a nuke or two, plan another coup.

Pres’dent Kamala’s gonna get you,Wants you to say stuff to her face.Gonna run rings around you, Cheeto,Win the presidential race.

How in the world you gonna lead,Insulting all with whom you disagreed,Planning deportation camps,But can't walk down ramps,You give me cramps....

Well, we all shine lightOn your conspiracies,Your seditious lies,Your felonies,You're such a sleaze.

Pres’dent Kamala’s gonna get you,Gonna knock you on your ass,You’ll Gish gallop till you cannot breathe,She's got more brains and class.

Why in the world we have a government?To get together what we cannot get,One thing for sure it's not supposed to doCater to you, only you.

Well, we all shine lightOn your conspiracies,Your seditious lies,Your feloniesYou're such a sleaze.

Well, we all shine lightOn your conspiracies,Your seditious lies,Your feloniesYou're such a sleaze.

Music: "Instant Karma" by John LennonImage by John Bazemore (Associated Press)

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Bob Toy

[inappropriately loud, braying laughter]

Wild Card

Reading the song title without the lyrics, I was expecting it to be an Elenore Rigby parody rather than Instant Karma