Ashcroft is a nervous guy.
His police state is insane.
He will use his goons to spy
On those who go 'gainst the grain.

Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.
Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.

Ashcroft wants theocracy.
Sing these songs; at him, we jeer.
Moral uptightness lunacy;
His kind would rule us through fear.

Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.
Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.

Naked statues you can't see.
"Let the eagle soar," he'll sing.
He'll enforce Bush tyranny.
Abuse power to serve the king.

Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.
Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.

John's the Bush arranger-aide;
Right wing angel loved by Shrub.
Citizens should be afraid.
Bill of Rights, Ashcroft will drub.

Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.
Wa-a-a-a-a-ar... wa-a-a-a-ar... wa-ar on all of us.
His excess means jail.