From Bush's head
Make me forget that he
Has just got to go.
Takes us to war
Money's all gone
All I can do, I've done.
But mem'ries won't go.
No, mem'ries won't go.
I'd have sworn
That with time
He'd get some good thoughts from inside.
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing can he provide...
Unlike our old friend, Bill,
Who was heaven-sent.
We know where it went.
(Rap lyrics spoken during instrumental:)
Brain-dead whine, Georgie Bush out of line.
He's saying dumb things all of the time.
Brain-dead whine, Bush is chief of command
Don't got a million dollars, it's out of his hand.
Brain-dead whine, you make me feel so sad
As soon as you go, it won't be so bad.
Brain-dead whine, from a family of crime.
Daddy and Jeb and other slime.
Brain-dead whine, you give me whole heap of crap.
Whole heap of crap and make Bill take the rap.
Brain-dead whine, you're a hawk, not a dove.
Beating you in oh-four is a blessing from above.
Brain-dead whine, horse is before the cart
right from the start without any heart.
Brain-dead whine in an Eighties style.
Vote Democratic and be happy for a while, yeah.
Brain-dead whine, Bush is out of his mind.
He and Saddam really are the same kind.
Daddy and Kissinger, Allende was offed
just like civil liberties under Ashcroft.
Brain-dead whine, too much power is held
by the likes of Cheney and Don Rumsfeld.
Economy croak. Supreme Court choke.
Somebody free us from this Texas joke.
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