The Hype Rush Limbaugh Can't Live Down
(Sung to the tune of "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down" by Joan Baez)

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Rush Limbaugh is his name; was addicted to pills for pain.
Always gave lib'rals the blame, and swore he'd attack again.
But his bad news would soon arrive.
Press is hungry; they could eat him alive.
He took for pain, big bunches of pills.
Ignored his crime; hear dissembling from his shills....

The hype Rush Limbaugh can't live down.
He's catchin' hell; it's stingin'.
The hype Rush Limbaugh can't live down,
Despite the mud he's been slingin'.
We'll sing, "Ha! Look at Rush Limbaugh.
Above the law, are you, Rush Limbaugh?"

Imagine life; penitentiary.
It's one day he dreads to see.
Mind not quick, clumsy; verbose hypocrisy.
Oh, how he whined, 'cause he's flopping good.
Still on on the air, but his money's no good.
He'd take more through greed, to pad his nest.
Scandal forever has shaken this right wing pest...

The hype Rush Limbaugh can't live down.
He's catchin' hell; it's stingin'.
The hype Rush Limbaugh can't live down,
Despite the mud he's been slingin'.
We'll sing, "Ha! Look at Rush Limbaugh.
Above the law, are you, Rush Limbaugh?"

"Dittoheads are still for me," Rush's working plan;
"But why aren't others for me?"
This crook took the Devil's stand.
Yes, Rush was libertine, loud, depraved.
Right wing blank check paid him, what he craved.
Ensnared in the mud, with crow to eat;
In a haze of pain; propped up by his sheep who bleat...

The hype Rush Limbaugh can't live down.
He's catchin' hell; it's stingin'.
The hype Rush Limbaugh can't live down,
Despite the mud he's been slingin'.
We'll sing, "Ha! Look at Rush Limbaugh.
Above the law, are you, Rush Limbaugh?"