(instrumental intro)

Bush wants to remain on top.
His polls kept dropping; he's still a flop.
Regime's in tatters, leading us nowhere.
Neocons together... built disastrous foreign affairs.

Bush spins so fast; truth, he won't tell.
Our soldiers die in Iraq hell.
Folks didn't know this tyrant is quite mad.
Everything he wanted... was to be a king like Dad.

Don't give this bum more years...
To go commit more crimes.
Was just four years ago, when Bushies hatched their slime.
Made slaves of me and you;
Law tossed along the way.

No good; Bush and his kind;
Plot to see more war;
Plundering the world, what they hunger for.
Cooking up war cheers...
Don't give this bum more years.

He got his war dream: 9-1-1.
Afghanistan bombed by Dim Son.
Iraq, his goal. was breached, to please this czar.
The things that he was after: Iraq's oil, from afar.

World can't stand George W.
This foolish king says nothing new.
Big fall to earth, the price he'll have to pay.
Vote and send him home;
Send him back Election Day.

Don't give this bum more years...
To go commit more crimes.
Was just four years ago, when Bushies hatched their slime.
Made slaves of me and you;
Law tossed along the way.

No good; Bush and his kind;
Plot to see more war;
Plundering the world, what they hunger for.
Cooking up war cheers...
Don't give this bum more years...

Don't give this bum more years.