Quinn the Governor.
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With apologies to Bob Dylan.
With apologies to Bob Dylan.
Come all without, come all within
You’ll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
Come all without, come all within
You’ll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
Everybody’s after teachers pension funds
Some are after retirement funds, others are jotting down notes
Everybody’s in despair, every Teacher with new pension reality
But when Quinn the Governor gets here
Everybody’s not gonna jump for joy
Come all without, come all within
You’ll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
I like to go just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet
But jumping queues and makin’ haste, just ain’t my cup of meat