The Night They Drove the BCRA Down
John McCain is the name, he once flew in a Skyhawk plane
Now he has a Senate seat, and Mitch McConnell was causing pain
And the vote was getting late, we were tired, just barely awake
How it would go no one could tell, it’s a night I remember oh so well
The night they drove the BCRA (buckra) down, and the tweets were slinging,
The night they drove the BCRA down, and all the people were singing, they went
“Kill, kill, kill the bill, kill kill kill kill a-kill that bill”
Alaska had Murkowski, who did not want to proceed,
And Donald Trump had threatened her, but she said “don’t mess with me.”
Now she don’t mind taking heat, she’s a badass who won back her seat
She don’t always vote with the rest
But that night, she really passed the maverick test
The night they drove the BCRA down, and the tweets were slinging,
The night they drove the BCRA down, and all the people were singing, they went
“Kill, kill, kill the bill, kill kill kill kill a-kill that bill”
Now it’s back to committee, where they will work it out
While McConnell hangs his head, and Donald Trump will shout
Susan Collins from up in Maine can be happy, saved us all some pain
But will Trump learn from getting beat
Not to piss off John McCain with his dumbass tweets?
The night they drove the BCRA down, and the tweets were slinging,
The night they drove the BCRA down, and all the people were singing, they went
“Kill, kill, kill the bill, kill kill kill kill a-kill that bill”
