Well, you landed on the dock, strutted out like a hawk.
But now you find you've got a reputation that sucks,
and you're a wargasm addict.
You're a wargasm addict.
Sitting in the White House with the curtains all drawn,
now the Congress wants to know where all the e-mails have gone
and you're a wargasm addict.
You're a wargasm addict.
Awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh, heh-heh)
Awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh, heh-heh)
You get enough sleep, you make enough dough,
but you still need a fix or you will go through withdrawal
and you're a wargasm addict.
You're a wargasm addict.
You're a J. Edgar Hoover, you're a real John Wayne.
It's a labor of lust making lefties feel pain,
Wargasm addict.
You're a wargasm addict.
Awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh, heh-heh)
Awe (heh-heh), awe (heh-heh)
Awe, awe, awe, awe, awe, Awe, AWE, POW!!!!
You're hidin' out with school kids, lying to heads of state.
You even lied about Hussein, said that he bought Nigeran uranium of yellow cake.
Torturers, racists, and crackpots, appoint them all here and there.
Preachers of god and their joy-sticks,
International forums with nobody there.
Ooooh, so Congress says to stop it and you're just not ready.
You're dizzy and you're nauseous and you're voice ain't steady.
You're a wargasm addict.
You're a wargasm addict.
Georgie want bombie always and all ways.
He's got the army, and they will remain.
He's a wargasm addict.
He's a wargasm addict.
He's always at it.
He's always at it.
And he's a wargasm addict.
He's a War! Gasm!! Addict!!!