In Memory of Andrew Breitbart

Ballad of the Great Breitbart
(Set to the tune of "Ballad of the Green Berets")

Fighting drudges from the press

Fearless men who never rest

Men who mean just what they write

The brave men of the Breitbart sites

At a rally, or in a pub

On rollerblades, or in his tub

Andrew Breitbart always fought

The powerful and corrupt

Taught to see through the narrative

That media lackeys always give,

Those blatant lies he tore apart

Courage deep, from the Great Breitbart

At a rally, or in a pub

On rollerblades, or in his tub

Andrew Breitbart always fought

The powerful and corrupt

A year ago we lost our mate

Our dear Andrew met his fate

He had lived for those oppressed

But leaves us now with this request

Take that cell phone in your hand

Use it all across the land

Expose injustice everywhere

And you’ll know that Breitbart’s here