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Going to war in a faraway land.
Flags wave whenever we question his command.
What does this lead to?
Shrub has no answer.
His quest for oil is all that he'll understand.

He told Tom Ridge - said, "Do it my way,
To help the Far Right - tap people's phones."
How could this happen?
No, you're not dreaming.
Our rights do matter, and to this king, we say so:

You won't dictate to us your orders.
Without debate, our rights are toast.
You won't dictate to us your orders.
Let our Bill of Rights stay alive, and not a ghost!

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Duh-buh-you... duh, duh, Duh-Buh-You
Won't dictate your orders.
Duh-buh-you... duh, duh, Duh-Buh-You
Won't dictate your orders.

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His power grab... is truly stunning.
Bush takes orders just from the Right.
And he'll deliver, or else he'll fake it.
Silence dissent, all without a fight.

You won't dictate to your orders.
Without debate, our rights are toast.
You won't dictate to us your orders.
Let our Bill of Rights stay alive, and not a ghost!

(brief instrumental riff)

Duh-buh-you... duh, duh, Duh-Buh-You
Won't dictate your orders.
Duh-buh-you... duh, duh, Duh-Buh-You
Won't dictate your orders.

(instrumental break)

You won't dictate to us your orders.
Without debate, our rights are toast.
You won't dictate to us your orders.
Let our Bill of Rights stay alive, and not a ghost!

(brief instrumental riff)

Duh-buh-you... duh, duh, Duh-Buh-You
Won't dictate your orders.
Duh-buh-you... duh, duh, Duh-Buh-You
Won't dictate your orders.

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