Your political singalong: ‘Romney in a Hurricane’

With Hurricane Isaac projected to dampen clothes, if not spirits, at this week’s Republican National Convention in Tampa, Fla., this one seemed like a natural:

(To the tune of “Rock You Like a Hurricane” by the Scorpions:)

It’s late in August, in Florida
Delegates gather, down in Tampa
They’re nominating their first Mormon
They’re not afraid of the storm comin’ in

I picked Paul Ryan as number two
To keep states turning from red to blue
We’re scaring voters ‘bout Medicare
So watch out boys because Mitt’s on a tear…

Here I am, Romney in a hurricane
Here I am, Romney in a hurricane

I’m writing my speech, so what should I say?
Solyndra – jobs – no marriage gay
I’m feeding the party some fresh red meat
So pay no mind to the Florida heat

I’ve had some flip-flops, from here to there
On climate change, choice and health care
I was too liberal, but now I’m back
So fund my campaign and my super PAC!

Here I am, Romney in a hurricane
(are you ready, ready, ready?)
Here I am, Romney in a hurricane
Here I am, Romney in a hurricane
(cmon, cmon baby!)
Here I am, Romney in a hurricane

(guitar solo)

I paid my taxes, I swear it’s true
But I won’t show my returns to you
I weathered all of the barbs about Bain
So what do I care ‘bout some wind and some rain?

Evacuate? Heck no, not me!
Not before I’m the nominee
I’m sending Barack back to Chicago
So come on Isaac, I don’t care if you blow!

Here I am, Romney in a hurricane
Here I am, Romney in a hurricane

Josh Richman

Josh Richman covers state and national politics for the Bay Area News Group. A New York City native, he earned a bachelor’s degree in journalism from the University of Missouri and reported for the Express-Times of Easton, Pa. for five years before coming to the Oakland Tribune and ANG Newspapers in 1997. He is a frequent guest on KQED Channel 9’s “This Week in Northern California;” a proud father; an Eagle Scout; a somewhat skilled player of low-stakes poker; a rather good cook; a firm believer in the use of semicolons; and an unabashed political junkie who will never, EVER seek elected office.

  • Truthclubber

    I wanna see you do a riff on Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody/We Are The Champions” — I can see it now:

    “…we are Republicans, we ARE Republicans, no time for losers, for we are Republicans, for today!”

  • RR, Senile Columnist

    That’s enuf songs.