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Dancing
For The Doomed Right
He's losing almost every fight,
'Cause George Bush isn't very bright.
His brain's unnaturally slight.
For his buddies, he's dancin' for the doomed Right.
(instrumental break)
They already fear it's out of sight.
It looks dark for George Bush Lite.
They have screws loose, they have to fight.
For his buddies, he's dancin' for the doomed Right.
(Chorus:)
Dancin' for the doomed Right.
You know Dubya's feelin' their wrath and their
fright.
You hear them whine; it's their natural spite.
You know Dubya's dancin' for the doomed Right.
Bush thought he'd won, and we'd never fight.
But no chance, Bush is uptight.
His brain's unnaturally slight.
For his buddies, he's dancin' for the doomed Right...
Dancin' for the doomed Right.
You know Dubya's feelin' their wrath and their
fright.
You hear them whine; it's their natural spite.
You know Dubya's dancin' for the doomed Right.
(instrumental break)
They already fear it's out of sight.
It looks dark for George Bush Lite.
They have screws loose, they have to fight.
For his buddies, he's dancin' for the doomed Right.
Dancin' for the doomed Right.
You know Dubya's feelin' their wrath and their
fright.
You hear them whine; it's their natural spite.
You know Dubya's dancin' for the doomed Right.
Dancin' for the doomed Right.
You know Dubya's feelin' their wrath and their
fright.
You hear them whine; it's their natural spite.
You know Dubya's dancin' for the doomed Right.
Dancin' for the doomed Right.
You know Dubya's feelin' their wrath and their
fright.
You hear them whine; it's their natural spite.
You know Dubya's dancin' for the doomed Right.
(fade)
