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War monger man, a clown plays the drumbeat;
Bush and his crew all lead the blind.
The crooked boss who cares not 'bout killing.
To war he'll go; must toe his line.
Big Oil-fed; they've made him bolder.
Their dummy's told just what to say.
It does no good; the world knows he's lying.
All through the years, Bush got his way.

Really, Bush ain't a hero.
He was a fool all his life.
Really, Bush ain't a hero.
He lacked for brains, a dull knife.
He and his party must go.
Just say, "Really, he'll be brought low."
Really, Bush ain't a hero; reality.

Bush and his crew on ship, coming state-side.
Big photo staging all around.
The AWOL pilot posed with his sea boys.
Bush wants more war, not peace; warhound.
The right wing press all cheer his f**k ups.
They guard his back time and again.
It's Bush's plan: more war, he will foment.
Forgettin' what the world has said.
They said:

Really, Bush ain't a hero.
He was a fool all his life.
Really, Bush ain't a hero.
He lacked for brains, a dull knife.
He and his party must go.
Just say, "Really, he'll be brought low."
Really, Bush ain't a hero; reality.

Economy has gotten no better.
Tax cuts and war, we cannot pay.
Bush hasn't led us; he's still a zero.
Let's throw him our Election Day.
Bush and his crew had better go away...

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