I was watching the polls late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
As the monsters began to rehearse their lies
Suddenly, to my surprise

They did the Bash
They did the Monster Bash
The Monster Bash
It was a Whitehouse smash
They did the Bash
It caught on like a rash
They did the Bash
It was a sound “bite” splash

From the legislature in the Congress East
To the masters’ chambers where bureau-rats feast
Numbskulls came from their flush abodes
To get a jolt from electoral votes

They did the Bash
They did the Monster Bash
The Monster Bash
It was a Whitehouse smash
They did the Bash
It caught on like a rash
They did the Bash
They did a sound “bite” splash

The lobbyists were having fun
Party politics had just begun
The stiffs included the “Dawn of the Red”
And the Blue-bloods, one by one

The scene was mocking, all were digging the sounds
Bill on sax, backed by his party clowns
The carpet baggers were about to arrive
with their local group, the Money Grubbing Five

They played the Bash
They played the Monster Bash
The Monster Bash
It was a Whitehouse smash
They played the Bash
It caught on like a rash
They played the Bash
They played a sound “bite” splash

Through all elections, their voices ring
Seems they’re troubled by just one thing
They’ll “COUNT” the votes, and shake their fists
And say, "Whatever happened to my Pennsylvania Avenue twist?”

It’s now the Bash
It’s now the Monster Bash
The Monster Bash
And it’s a Whitehouse smash
It’s now the Bash
It’s caught on like a rash
It’s now the Bash
It’s now the Monster Bash

Come Al Gore...
walk don’t “run”...
if that’s not too...
...inconvenient.