Ninety-one Counts by Jeff “Dr Chordate” Moran

CHORUS:
Ninety-one counts, A to Z, Alcatraz is a-waitin’ for me.
Alcatraz, the island of jail, For me, for me, for me, for me.

Water all around, everywhere.
Lotta salt spray in the air.
All my buddies are a-waitin’ there
For me, for me, for me, for me.

Georgia, New York, Washington DC,
Courtrooms everywhere a-waitin’ for me.
If I were a billionaire, I know what I’d do:
Spend a few million on hush money.

Ninety-one counts, seems so bizarre,
Like conspiracy to impersonate a public offi-czar,
And making false statements like a common porn star,
Poor me, poor me, poor me, poor me.

CHORUS:
Ninety-one counts, A to Z, Alcatraz is a-waitin’ for me.
Alcatraz, the island of jail, For me, for me, for me, for me.

They say there was a conspiracy
To defraud the USA.
Obstruction of official proceedings.
Well, just listen to what I say.

All that hush money to a Storm(y) in a port,
Falsifying business records.
But when I’m president again,
I’ll get my revenge on those nerds

CHORUS:
Ninety-one counts, A to Z, Alcatraz is a-waitin’ for me.
Alcatraz, the island of jail, For me, for me, for me, for me.