The night the country diedIn the deep of a Sunday night
In the land of the health care bill
When the free republic died
And they talk about it stillWhen a man named Al-Barack
Took his fascist voting bloc
And he called his gang to war
With the forces of the lawI heard my grandma cry
I heard her pray the night the country died
Brother what a night it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory beI heard my grandma cry
I heard her pray the night the country died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeedAnd we took our tea in bags
Through the streets around the Hill
As we screamed at blacks and fags
Chanting, “n****r kill the bill.”There was Boehner on the floor
And threats of civil war
But by midnight it was done
And the socialists had wonI heard my grandma cry
I heard her pray the night the country died
Brother what a night it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory beI heard my grandma cry
I heard her pray the night the country died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeedThen there was no sound at all
But a hush upon the Mall
For as the clock struck one
The death panels had begun
And then at the break of day
Obama took grandma away*The night the country died
The night the country died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed