Eulogy for Fidel Castro

Gracias Fidel Castro, and to your evil regime
a round of applause and good cheer.
We're all in the street tryin' to beat out the heat,
we're all drinkin' Mexican beer.

We're all in our cars to and from with the bars
we're all in charge to drive home.
We were all in a trance, we just wanted to dance
but now we're all as straight as a comb.

We're all alive like bees in a basement
we chatter and clatter and sing.
We're soakin' up ads on the teevee,
we're eatin' Chinese from Peking.

The Soviets had a run and they chanced it,
I remember the Wall when it fell.
And we all felt a little that this must be like
the spaces and places where heaven meets hell.

Back then we bought the Japanese and they dug it,
we all got a piece of the pie.
With no villain to hate we all hated to wait,
we shrugged saying, "He looks like the guy."

With yer beard and yer cap and yer shining cigar,
and a grin and a wave and a nod,
you resembled a goat in a soldier's clothes,
and yer were even known to hate God.

So thank yous and kisses from girls in short skirts
for all that you've done for us here.
You've given a reason to keep killing for treason
and suspecting the people we hold most dear.