The news reached me while I was stuck in a meeting Had I known earlier, I would've gotten a beer And though I felt like this joy would be quite fleeting I still couldn't muster a single sneer or jeer Phony though this peace may be I looked back at the flags, the shouts, and the protests And while I felt like it was all a waste of time I like to think it helped clean up this sorry mess And I'm glad I was able to throw in my dime Though it was a widow's mite