[Instrumental intro]

George Bush, will lead us into more fights
More Wars
and diminished Rights
He seems - foolish and not too bright
Uptight
worsening; all of our plights

He's a rich man's son
from the White Upper-Class
Said he was "Re-born"
to cover-up his past
His Father was a pilot
in the last World War
But on his tour
George Bush stayed on the floor

When his Squadron got called up
he played it cool
Drunken, he hid
underneath a bar stool

Now he's "Far-Right"
And he sure loves War
But back then
he hid down on the floor
He says,
"Trust me
I will do what is right"
Meanwhile
other folks die

He said
"This will be a short fight
Cost; Slight
and it will turn out right"

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It occurred
that at first
that might turn out
to be
But soon there was
this insurgency

Though he tried to sell folks
there on democracy
No plans had been made
to protect their safety

Was a folly
to fail to provide
order, now many people have died

George Bush, like Nero
he fiddles and plays
While, Terror, Death and Hate
have consumed the whole place
The whole thing's collapsing
in front of our eyes
But this feckless, stupid bumbler
continues to lie

Makes me uptight
and that's the truth
that these guys
Play it so fast and loose
Instead
they say, "Things are going alright"
What tripe!
I think that sure bites

It seems
Civil War is in sight
Sunni's
against the Shiite's

Still this
spoiled-boy from the "Far-Right"
wants to
extend the fight

'Cause he
wants to bait and incite
Iran
it is next in his sights

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This creep
sends other folks
to die
Meanwhile
He's rescinding our Rights...