Fools
On The Hill (Sung to the tune of "Fool On The Hill" by The Beatles)
BySkisics
Surus & W. Tong Day after day,
On Capitol Hill,
Republicans help the Bush Son,
All sounding perfectly shrill.
But nobody wants to hear them,
G.O.P. are all just fools,
And they'll never give straight answers,
'Cause they're Fools on the Hill.
Bush's son's going down,
And his eyes fill with dread,
As he spins to the ground.
What can they say?
Their Chief is a clown,
These men of a thousand vices
Talk like jerks, and they're loud.
But nobody ever hears them,
'Cause they're sounding all quite fake.
They prop up the Bogus POTUS,
'Cause they're Fools on the Hill.
Bush's son's going down,
And his eyes fill with dread,
As he spins to the ground.
(instrumental break)
Nobody seems to like him,
'Cause Bush engineered a coup.
They're forever known for stealing
'Cause they're Fools on the Hill.
Bush's son's going down,
And his eyes fill with dread,
As he spins to the ground.
Bush's son's going down,
And his eyes fill with dread,
As he spins to the ground.