From the musical 1776. OK we have independence. I can't figure out how to replace Philadelphia with Washington DC. It doesn't have quite the "ring" to it. But the sentiment is the the same.
Adams:
I do believe you've
laid a curse on North America
A curse that we now
here rehearse in Philadelphia
A second flood, a
simple famine
Plagues of locusts
everywhere
Or a cataclysmic
earthquake
I'd accept with some
despair
But, no, you sent us
Congress.
Good God, sir, was
that fair?
I say it with
humility in Philadelphia
We're your
responsibility in Philadephia
If you don't want to
see us hanging
From some far-off
British hill
If you don't want
the voice of independency
Forever still
Then God, sir, get
thee to it
For Congress never
will
You see, we piddle,
twiddle, and resolve
Not one damn thing
do we solve
Piddle, twiddle, and
resolve
Nothing's ever
solved in
Foul, fetid, fuming,
foggy, filthy
Philadephia!
They may sit here
for years and years in Philadelphia.
These indecisive
grenadiers of Philadelphia.
They can't agree on
what is right and wrong
Or what is good or
bad; I'm convinced
The only purpose
this Congress ever had
Was to gather here
specifically
To drive John Adams
mad!
You see, we piddle,
twiddle, and resolve
Not one damn thing
do we solve
Piddle, twiddle, and
resolve
Nothing's ever
solved in
Foul, fetid, fuming,
foggy, filthy
Philadephia!
Congress:
Someone oughta open
up a window!
Adams:
Oh good God!
Especially when this is the best the party controlling congress can some up with.
Usually I'd tell them to go to hell. However Lucifer is fallen angel. And even fallen angels may have standards. I mean with this bunch he may be thinking "there goes the neighborhood' and not even let them in.
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There is a school of thought that Hell only exists for those who believe in it. If all those Repubs are in fact the true Christians they want us to believe them to be, hell is waiting exclusively for them.
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