(Who's Gonna) Pardon Me?

On Thanksgiving Day, I channeled the sitting president just long enough to pose the musical question, "(Who's Gonna) Pardon Me?" In less than 48 hours, we should have our answer. Until then, enjoy the song, which features my good buddy Stevie Doyle on the Telecaster.  

(WHO'S GONNA) PARDON ME? 

[Matt Famer]

It’s lonely here in the bunker 

As I make my final stand 

Eatin’ KFC and watchin’ Hannity 

And tryin’ to save the family brand 

The numbers don’t look good for me 

Oh, but who’s to say what’s real 

And if Rudy G. cries “conspiracy” 

We can stop the whole damn deal 

 

So here’s to those emoluments 

That keep my family fed 

And to all those Confederate monuments 

That keep the South so red 

Here’s to Clorox bleach and UV rays 

And a spineless GOP 

It’s the end of the show, and I still don’t know 

Who’s gonna pardon me? 

 

I’ll play every last card I’m holding 

And then I’ll burn the whole place down 

It’s all about me, not democracy 

No, you’ll never take my crown 

But when they pull me out of this bunker, Lord 

And I know someday they will 

Well, I’ll make do like it’s World War II 

And maybe hang out in Brazil 

 

So here’s to those emoluments 

That keep my family fed 

And to all those Confederate monuments 

That keep the South so red 

Here’s to Clorox bleach and UV rays 

And a spineless GOP 

It’s the end of the show, and I still don’t know 

Who’s gonna pardon me? 

I won’t wear a mask, but I still gotta ask 

Who’s gonna pardon me? 

Pence ain’t around, and it’s bringin’ me down 

Who’s gonna pardon me?