Lyrics

Big thanks to John Fitzpatrick for rescuing me from going down an unintentional dark path lyrically with this one and guiding me back to a safe place :)

What in God's name's happenin' here?
Why aren't my roads clear?
Where will I park?
I heard he's playing 9 at St. Andrews
And talking to the Congress too
Is that a Fiat?
I gotta drive to my Emmy-winning show
So traffic must flow in my favor!

OK I get that he is the Pope.
But he’s blocking my streets and my parking
I mean, I play golf with POTUS
How could the Vatican not know this.
Why can’t I meet the Pope,
Couldn’t Barack send a car over...?

*A parody of Macy Gray's "I Try"