FINNEGAN'S OTHER WAKE

(Charlie Miller 1983)



Tim Finnegan was a moral man

A member of the Majority,

A fine, upstanding Republican

With but one vice --- to water ski.

Now one fine day to Pleasant Point

The dozers came --- ka-chug, ka-chug

They pumped the Delaware River dry

And Tim was skiing in the mud.



cho: Whack-fol-a-dol, now where's our river?

Give it back for goodness sake,

There's dead fish and rocks and mud

But no more water in Finnegan's wake.



Now Tim he left the office early

Strapped his skis on at the pier,

He shouted to the motor boat driver,

"Come on! Get this thing in gear!"

The driver gunned the Chrysler engine

Tim grabbed the tow rope without fear,

The prop churned gravel, the motor exploded

Found Tim in mud up to his rear.



Tim, he looked around with horror

Said, "I voted for Ron, they can't do this to me!"

I guess I'll have to use my noodle

To figure out how I can ski."

He got himself a big Ford Bronco

Four-wheel drive and power brakes;

Tied his tow rope to the bumper

A spray of mud was Finnegan's wake.



Now twenty miles south of there

Philadelphians looked out to see

A muddy gap between Penn's Landing

And the State of New Jersey.

But tho' container ships are stuck

The Olympia turned on her side

They'd sooner drive the Delaware

Than to take I-95.



Now Tim awoke, to his relief,

To find that it was all a dream.

They hadn't pumped out all the water

We still had a running stream.

But PECO's nukes are very thirsty

They'll drink all the water they can take

Hear the people, dump the pump

So we can swim in Finnegan's wake.



@political @anti-nuke @parody

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