Oh, I used to be a coucillor and I made a living fine. I had a little office along the RED BLUE line. Times weren't hard but the money I wanted wasn't there. And the voters wanted to take my head and told me "fair is fair". I asked if I should be an MP, the answer always no. "Vote for you now?" they'd laugh, "They tell me what to blow!". The Liberal government, promised me a hefty little sum. But I've got no shame to end up as another piece of scum. Then I thought, who gives a damn if in Ottawa I always be? I'm gonna be a porch pirate in the city of Calgary! And it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, up and down the streets. Stealin' flyers and pamphlets from all the folks you meet. It's a ho-hey, hi-hey you know you'll be scorched. When ya see George Chahal sniff around your porch.
