Michael Bennet Is Our Best              [Part 1 of my Sen. Bennet Trilogy]

 

Original song lyrics by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

The composer and performer of the music, Mark Boon, is the sole owner of the song "Streets of Amsterdam". This instrumental can be found in the Structure Scheme for these song lyrics.

 

Please read along to a performance recording:  Singing  or  Spoken Verse.

 

 

VERSE 1

 

Soon you'll need to choose,

 

Someone who will stand out from the rest.

 

Here's the news that'll light your fuse:

 

Michael Bennet is our best.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

There's no finer man.

 

So we need to put him to the test.

 

Understand, and you'll be a fan,

 

Yeah, Michael Bennet is our best.

 

 

BRIDGE 1 - Instrumental

 

 

VERSE 3

 

First we'll have to clean,

 

Nepotism, Greed, and so much more.

 

Here's my dream: Michael's White House Team,

 

Will feel there's no revolving door.

 

 

BRIDGE 2 - Instrumental

 

 

BRIDGE 3 - Organ

 

I feel it's a crime,

 

To spread toxicity.

 

Let's restore the shine,

 

To Lady Liberty.

 

Vote in twenty two oh.

 

For a fellow who knows,

 

How to handle,

 

Lies and scandal,

 

Thanks to time at,

 

Yale! Yo!

 

 

CLOSE

 

When we need to choose,

 

Someone who will stand out from the rest.

 

Here's the news that'll light your fuse:

 

Michael Bennet is our best.

 

 

OPTIONAL REPRISE - follows lengthy instrument solo

 

When we need to choose,

 

Someone who will stand out from the rest.

 

Here's the news that'll light your fuse:

 

Michael Bennet is our best.

 

 

The End

 

 

Copyright Michael Kimbro 2019.  All rights reserved.

 

 

PS - As with a select few of my other efforts, particularly "The Colocation Center", "My Belle Meade Bride", and "The Las Vegas Strip", I was left with what I call "poetic remnants". These are verses which didn't quite make the grade, but might shed light on the literary methods which I employ.

 

This work's only such remnant worth sharing comes from an early point, well before I had settled on a particular pattern of rhyme. Obviously, on this verse I was toying with ABC ABC:

 

 

VERSE - Dream Ticket

 

In Kentucky, The Bluegrass State,

 

Two newlyweds predicted,

 

Just like Nostradamas,

 

Other candidates will be prostrate,

 

Before the Bennet-Harris dream ticket,

 

As we hear them utter: "No Mas".

 

 

Thanks for your time and consideration.