(instrumental intro)

Oh well, Shrub's the kind of guy who will always be a clown.
He's lived in his own world where big money does abound.
We diss him and we loathe him, 'cause he's running on his name.
Let's bug him and displease him, and beat him at his game.
We call him the panderer... yeah, the panderer...
He'll kiss the ground if money's found...

Oh well, there's Gore to his left, and Buchanan to his right
And Nader is the spoiler when we vote Election Night
When the voters pick whom they love the best
Bush still is slinging his dirt, but he'll fail in his quest
He's such a panderer... yeah, a panderer...
He'll kiss the ground if money's found...

Bush helps the richest folks in town,
Ignores the poor without a care.
He keeps his pappy's friends around.
Don't care about environment, or Houston's bad air.

Oh yeah, Shrub's the kind of guy that likes to clown around.
The smirk that's on his face will turn into a frown.
He'll see his poll numbers a-fallin,' which makes his hair curl.
So go right into that voting booth - don't let him rule the world.
'Cause he's a panderer... yeah, a panderer...
He'll kiss the ground if money's found...

(instrumental break)

Bush helps the richest folks in town,
Ignores the poor without a care.
He keeps his pappy's friends around.
Don't care about environment, or Houston's bad air.

Oh yeah, Shrub's the kind of guy that likes to clown around.
The smirk that's on his face will turn into a frown.
He'll see his poll numbers a-fallin' that makes his hair curl.
So go right into that voting booth - don't let him rule the world.
'Cause he's a panderer... yeah, a panderer...
He'll kiss the ground if money's found...
'Cause he's a panderer... yeah, a panderer...
He'll kiss the ground if money's found...