(instrumental intro)

Neo-Con Right own the Bush crown;
Helps Smirky Czar to get by.
Shrub at the behest of bad men;
Power throttle set on hi-i-igh...

Warmongerin' ruler of the West tried
To kill people who had done no wrong.
And soon he will call to bomb I-ran,
And you'll hear this moron's jingle so-o-ong.

He traded oil for lives; the world realized.
This emperor is now despi-i-i-sed.

Bush is a gung ho moron, whose Iraq mess
Has defined why he should be recalled.
An oil crook whose lack of bad press
Let this gung ho moron grab it a-a-all...

(instrumental break)

We're really fed up with his fables;
All his false talk; we won't back that.
'Cause Dubya the Dope's an unstable boy.
War he's selling you, or else he'll go spla-a-at.

His buddies are a herd of pirates.
They ripped apart Iraq just for fun.
Jumpin' to start wars, he's able
Through his word, without shootin' a gu-u-un.

What did he say to chumps out in Bush land,
Under stranglehold of the Right?
He said, "Be prepared; you're gonna be scared.
Through more war you will be livin'."

Bush is a gung ho moron, whose Iraq mess
Has defined why he should be recalled.
An oil crook whose lack of bad press
Let this gung ho moron grab it a-a-all...

Grabbed it a-a-all... grabbed it all... grabbed it all...
Grabbed it a-a-all... grabbed it all... grabbed it all...

(repeat last refrain and fade)