Palinpalooza Prompts Problems In Rochester, NY

How could we not publish the turkey slaughter on Tnanksgiving?

Sarah Palin’s Magical Mavericky Tour ran into a road-block when it stopped in the college town of Rochester,  New York a week or so ago. This was one of the first non-rural hamlets that Sarah Palin dared venture into in an attempt to hawk her ghostwritten memoir. The problem however, was that inasmuch as a large portion of the Rochester citizenry is comprised of educated college students, Palin was not surrounded by an overtly friendly audience. Rochester, New York is not one of those rural backwater villages populated with uneducated, uninformed extras from the film Deliverance. Consequently, Palin was faced with vocal protesters. Please watch the video below.

Can you imagine the warm reception Palin would receive if she dared hawk her book in say, Boston where there are over 120 colleges and universities? It is very sad to think that Sarah Palin must troll for her support not from the highly educated, but from those unfortunate people that either did not have the opportunity to advance their education (thanks to the Republican Party’s efforts to curtail publicly backed student loans) or did not have the intellect to advance their education. Her remark to Bill O’Reilly last week that common sense is to be revered rather than an Ivy League education, instead of recognizing that common sense can be enriched with an Ivy League education, is quite telling, indeed.

Today’s song parody was inspired by a television commercial for a mop that airs numerous times on every channel every night. The parody serves as a message that other college towns might send to Sarah Palin should she venture within their city limits. Please enjoy.

Remember to click on the song link below to familiarize yourselves with the tune and to have more fun singing along with the parody.

Baby Come Back song link:


(sung to the Player song “Baby Come Back”)

Spending all her nights
All their money traveling from town to town
She’s a stupid thing with an uneducated mind
And when the morning comes
She’s right back at the bookstores again
Signing those books to grab every one of those dimes

Palin go back, any kind of fool could see
There is nothing in everything about you
Palin go back, please get out of our city
You belong with those fools that never doubt you

All day long you sound just like Ricky Ricardo
Butchering the English language like a deer
You roam from town to town
In your painted coach made of tin
How I hope to God you’re leaving here

Palin go back, up north to Mat-Su Valley
They found something endearing there about you
Palin go back, open up your eyes and see
You’re so wrong, and we all can live without you

Waiting in lines in the bad weather
Just for the chance to meet Barbie
They don’t see that big black hole in your heart
You’re there for the fee
Won’t do nothing if it’s free

Palin go back, you’re just not that “mavericky”
You’ve got nothing but simpletons around you
Palin go back, (listen to me) please get out of our city
Before long, we will all forget about you

Run along, we just can’t forgive


Posted on December 2, 2009, in Sarah Palin, Songs and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. My fear is she won’t go back. Nice work on the song, but I think there are too many syllables in some of the lyrics for her to understand and to take your advice. Same with the protesters, for example, with the word biology. Love that graphic, though, but she probably doesn’t get the reference or the word deliverance.

  2. I’m a celebrity, get me out of here!

    Arranging an autograph-signing photo op in an elite college town (with Unreal Americans-Eeww!) is definitely not a good example of “plugging in those commonsense Republican principles”.

    Has anyone been fired?

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