[intro - spoken, leaving a voicemail message] I’m a West Virginia constituent. And I have something to say. This is NOT about “parties”. It’s about TRUTH. And a clear. Established. Pattern. [verse 1] Who else is tired Of being trampled Underfoot By people who don’t seem To really get it? [channel 1] No more, Moores… No more, Moores… No more, Moores! No more. [chorus] There are, Three scenes Playin’ out, in front of me. They said, “bomb the boats”. They said, “send, the National guard”…. But then a known, Prolific, trafficker Walks free? How can that be? Make it. Make, sense! No more, Moores! Make it make sense! No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… [verse 2] In West Virginia Life is, hard enough Anyway So someone, tell me why, We need ‘em [channel 1] No more, Moores… No more, Moores… No more, Moores! No more. [chorus] There are, Three scenes Playin’ out, in front of me. They said, “bomb the boats”. They said, “send, the National guard”…. But then a known, Prolific, trafficker Walks free? How can that be? Make it. Make, sense! No more, Moores! Make it make sense! No more, Moores! No. More… [bridge 1] Being a leader Isn’t about Takin’ pictures Leading, is a test Of your character She put herself first Just like her, Dear old dad She voted to get her son, on, Our government’s, dime (Look it up) When? Will the mountaineers Grow tired, of being Hoodwinked? When? Will common sense, Dictate, Just, who, Will, lead? [channel 1] No more, Moores… No more, Moores… No more, Moores! No more. [chorus] There are, Three scenes Playin’ out, in front of me. They said, “bomb the boats”. They said, “send, the National guard”…. But then a known, Prolific, trafficker Walks free? How can that be? Make it. Make, sense! No more, Moores! Make it make sense! No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… [bridge 2] No more, Moores… No more, wars… No more, Praying, these red-hat, extremists, Will come, to their senses… No more, Moores… Oh No more, Moores… Oh No more, Moores… No more, Moores… In… Twenty, twenty-six… The choice, couldn’t be, Any clearer. to me… I will, Cast my vote, for Rachel Fetty Anderson! And bid, Farewell, A dastardly, dynasty… Oh! [chorus] There are, Three scenes Playin’ out, in front of me. They said, “bomb the boats”. They said, “send, the National guard”…. But then a known, Prolific, trafficker Walks free? How can that be? Make it. Make, sense! No more, Moores! Make it make sense! No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… Again! No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… Sing it loud! No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… Sing it all the way to the ballot box! No more, Moores! No. More. Moores… Sing it like your life depends on it! No more, Moores… Because it does. No. More. Moores… Sing it, because, you believe in it. No. More. Moores… A brighter future… No. More. Moores… Real, change… No. More. Moores… ohhh-ah-oh No. More. Moores… mmm… No. More. Moores… ahhh-oh-ah No. More. Moores… mmm… [outro] Mm-mm-mm-mm, ah-ah-ahhh, ah… No… More… (Moooooooooores!) Ah! [Final cadence] No more, Moores.
