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What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah

Canada's "other" political entity, the New Democratic Party, did a little soul searching at it's recent annual convention in Halifax. Some in the party felt it was time to rebrand itself and to stop calling itself "New" Democrats since, after 48 years, maybe voters didn't think they were all that new anymore. Much was made of the internal party debate. But in the end, Jack Layton continued to lead the same old New Democratic Party. If I were to set the issue to music, it might go a little something like this... with apologies to Tom Jones.

ahem, me, me, me - and a one and a two, and a one, two, three, four...

What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah
What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah
Democrat, Democrat
You've caused howlers
And lots of hours
Of media time
So go and alter your cute little Democrat name!

Democrat, Democrat
I love you
Yes I do
You and your orange-coloured tie!

What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah
What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah
Democrat, Democrat
His 'stache is thrilling
And Jack's so willing
To change your name
So go and razor his cute little Democrat face

Democrat, Democrat
I love you
Yes, I do
You and your mustachiod face

What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah
What's New Democrat? Woah, Woah
Democrat, Democrat
You're malicious
And if your wishes
Can all come true
You'll soon be missing your sweet little Democrat "New"

Democrat, Democrat
I love "New"
Yes, I do!
You and your Democrat lips
You and your Democrat tie
You and your Democraaaaat...'stache!

" Let me tell you, we came this close to changing our name"


dizzblnd said…
lol... yeah.. I think after 48 years it's time to drop the New from ANYTHING.. Thanks for the song paroday. You must be taking lessons from Quirky huh?

Now THAT song.. Tom's version.. will be in my head alllllllllll day.
Skye said…
I want the Rhino party back! Now they're a party that loves to party and knew how to :)
CatLadyLarew said…
I think the same is true of New York, New Brunswick, New Mexico, New Haven... Why stop with political parties. (And it's definitely the OLD Tom Jones.)
nonamedufus said…
dizzblnd: It was the perfect song to poke fun at the new pussycats er, um, democrats.

Skye: Yeah, they certainly injected some humour into elections.

CatLady: If it was Old Jersey people'd want to clean it. Although, that wouldn't be a bad thing.
Don said…
Until the ladies begin to toss their underwear at him, he isn't much of a threat. Until...
subtorp77 said…
Gee thanks for the earworm, noname!! Pussycat, Pussycat, la la laaa....GAH!!!
nonamedufus said…
Don: Could happen. His less kind critics refer to his look as that of an 80s porn star. Not me of course.

subtorp77: Parodies have a way of doing that, eh? I love to inflict as many as possible.
Mike said…
The NDP are important. They make the liberals and conservatives seem - intelligent by comparison ;)
nonamedufus said…
Mike: Ouch! No mean feat!
Quirkyloon said…

I always liked this ditty, but now? I blush when I hear it.

Yes, I can be immature that way...sometimes! Ha!

AND great job with the song parody (but are you elbowin' yer way in to MY territory?)

HA! Just kidding!
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Remember the movie with Peter Sellers?

Elbowin' into your territory? No way, you're the master.

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