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REAPPORTIONMENT REARS UP AGAIN by Jane Rein'l
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(Dem Bones) Antiphonal Chorus
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That map, that map,
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Gotta draw again
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That map, that map,
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Gotta draw again
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That map, that map,
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Gotta draw again
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Now hear the word of the law
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Black folks connected to--black zones
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Chicanos connected to--Spanish zones
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Hopis disconnected from--Navazones
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Now hear the word of the law.
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(repeat chorus)
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Democrats connected to--Dem zones
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Republicans connected to--Gop zones
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Incumbents connected to--own zones
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That ain't the word of the law
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That map, that map,
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Gotta draw again
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That map, that map,
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Gotta draw again
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That map, that map,
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Gotta draw again
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Now hear the word of the law.
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THE STREETS OF NORTH SCOTTSDALE by Beth Luey
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(to the tune of The Streets of Laredo)
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As I wandered out
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on the streets of North Scottsdale
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As I wandered on in North Scottsdale one day,
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I spied an old yuppie
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all dressed in blue pinstripes,
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But his blue pinstripes had started to fray.
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"I see by your outfit that you are a yuppie.
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I see by your suit and your power tie too.
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Come sit down beside me
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and tell your sad story.
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I've seen burnt-out cases
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but none quite like you."
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"I was a PR man who pulled in big money
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From Lincoln and Keating
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and all of that crew.
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But all of a sudden, around 1990,
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All the bondholders decided to sue.
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"Let bankruptcy lawyers come carry my coffin.
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Let six MBA's come and follow me down.
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Let all the accountants
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come balance my ledgers.
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And drive the stretch hearse
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through the best parts of town.
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"So bang the drum slowly,
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and play the pipes lowly.
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Please scatter my ashes uptown at high noon.
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And take my suspenders
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to use for guitar strings.
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So you and your buddies
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can sing this sad tune."
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Singalong: (repeat chorus)
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-more-
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>>>>>>>>>>>>> Bob Hirschfeld, Moderator, CIVLIB Echo <<<<<<<<<<<<<<
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