(long instrumental intro)

With no warnin', Bush goes runnin'
On a plan to spoil our water
We inquired and it's stunnin'
'Bout colonias on the border
Cutting corners in state programs,
As we see him drag his feet
But this hangman's always hangin',
So this man deserves defeat, yeah

That jerk, Smirk, blew it again...
Deals turnin' 'round and 'round
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again

Don't you know he's no headliner,
Only kind to his rich friends
We want doom for this big whiner,
Who will pander to their trends
In his youth, he was a wild one,
And his scandals brought him sorrow
All the time, we see him smirking,
He'll be on his knees tomorrow, yeah

That jerk, Smirk, blew it again...
Deals turnin' 'round and 'round
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again

(electric guitar solo, organ solo)

Now he'll swear, and kick and hex us,
Sayin' he's got a working plan
Then you find the state of Texas
Is dead last in all this land
He tries hard to get more money,
Where it slides under the table
With his brand of ilk, it's funny:
He is rich, but he's not able, no...

That jerk, Smirk, blew it again...
Deals turnin' 'round and 'round
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again

(Repeat chorus and fade)