His finger’s on the button and the missiles all are armed
His steely gaze is leveled at the foe
He’s counting down to zero now and someone will be harmed
Harry Reid is getting set to blow!
His temper is igniting and his patience at an end
And Harry Reid is itching for the fray
He’s never been the kind of guy to give in or to bend
Or compromise or meet someone halfway.
Fool him once, and shame on you
Fool him two or three times, maybe four.
He may be slow to anger but the time is almost due
For Harry Reid to take the Senate floor.
The Rubicon is forded and he’s on his chosen path.
And he’s unsheathed his mighty sword of steel
The time for talk is over now, prepare to face his wrath–
Unless, of course, you want to make a deal.
Dear Jerry, I wanna make a deal — to shut him up! Or DOWN! Alison