Oh Little Town of Bettendorf
I need at least to show
My folks are all lined up to vote
I hope it doesn't snow
Away in New Hampshire
No boots on the ground
Poor little Lord Gingrich
is hawking books at the Crown's
We three saints were all called by God
You may think that it's kind of odd
But should one falter at the media altar
There'll still be a reserve, ohhh....
Hegel, Hegel, Hegel
Your dialectic's so material
Hegel, Hegel, Hegel
Political reality's so ethereal
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