Dubya the Warmonger intends to bleed the U.S. treasury of billions to feed Republican war contractors like Halliburton and Carlyle Group, while prolonging the Iraq war to prop up his failing domestic policies and polling numbers prior to the 2004 election

War To Help Him Stay
(Sung to the tune of "More Than I Can Say" by Leo Sayer)

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(instrumental intro)

Bush's woes won't go away...
The Shrub used war to help him stay.
The Shrub has sliced programs to borrow
To pay for war to help him stay.

Bush's woes won't go away.
His polls fall every single way.
With budget knife, he'll slash and borrow
To pay for war to help him stay.

We told you so, Bush needs to go.
His kind of sleaze - let's overthrow.
The Bush Team's mistakes are why
We'll elect another guy.

Bush's woes won't go away...
The Shrub used war to help him stay.
The Shrub has sliced programs to borrow
To pay for war to help him stay.

(instrumental break)

We told you so, Bush needs to go.
His kind of sleaze - let's overthrow.
The Bush Team's mistakes are why
We'll elect another guy.

Bush's woes won't go away...
The Shrub used war to help him stay.
The Shrub has sliced programs to borrow
To pay for war to help him stay.

To pay for war to help him stay.
To pay for war to help him stay, no...
(War to help him stay)
Let's throw the moron out tomorrow
(War to help him stay)...

(fade)

Satire about Bush's desperate attempt to take over California, a state that resoundingly rejected him during (S)Election 2000, through the Republicans' trumped-up recall campaign against Gov. Gray Davis

Recalling
(Sung to the tune of "Free Falling" by Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

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(instrumental intro)

He runs Bush World, with much drama;
Quotes Jesus, and prevaricates, too.
Not to Bush World, would Shrub tell this:
California had escaped his coup.

It's the wrong way to elect a leader.
G.O.P.'s way: running goons, ain't smart.
So the Bush Boy should thank Darrell Issa;
Gov recall ploy, for making it start.

"Vote For Me"
Recalling...
"Vote For Me"
Recalling...

Bush's empire don't have in its tally:
Out west, California topped the charts.
But Enron bad boys were handy to do battle.
"Fixed" the blackouts at home with broken parts.

"Vote For Me"
Recalling...
"Vote For Me"
Recalling...

Gray Davis slides down; his star had fallen.
G.O.P. spites his name, through big lies.
They want a recall, 'cause they had nothing.
Gov'nor, they'd replace just through style.

"Vote For Me"
Recalling...
"Vote For Me"
Recalling...

(repeat refrain and fade)

Time To Face The Music
(Sung to the tune of "Play That Funky Music" by Wild Cherry)
By Alvin Dover & W. Tong

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(instrumental intro)

Bush the Cowboy, a gun slinger,
Slays through his out-of-control band.
Whenever Bush has problems,
He'll bomb regimes to seize oil or land.

More people in this country (yeah).
Sayin' stop to where Bush would go.
Democracy's now sickly (yes, it is).
Must kiss the crown and never say no.

Bush goals advancin'... gun slingin'...
To keep the oil a-movin'.
Where the hell is bin Laden, WMD's and Hussein?
They're all sayin'...
Time to face the music, Bush Boy!
Time to face the music, now!
Time to face the music, Bush Boy!
Now, as it should be,
Or kiss that rich boy's ass of yours goodbye!
Bush, you lie... so, good-bye!

(instrumental break)

Bush thought it would be easy:
Bomb Iraq; Saddam, he'd find.
Made war for reasons shaky;
Troops fought to save George Bush's behind.
And now things are no better.
He's f*ckin' up in every way.
He's gonna lose for oil stealin'.
Our troops learn lethal lessons each day.

Bush goals advancin'... gun slingin'...
To keep the oil a-movin'.
Where the hell is bin Laden, WMD's and Hussein?
They're all sayin'...
Time to face the music, Bush Boy!
Time to face the music, now!
Time to face the music, Bush Boy!
Now, as it should be,
Or kiss that rich boy's ass of yours goodbye!
Bush, you lie... so, good-bye!

Don't doubt it, time to face the music!
Time to face the music.
Time to face the music.
Gonna creep on, tme to face the music.
Time to face the music.

(fade)

Things Are Screwed For Shrub
(Sung to the tune of "The Things We Do For Love" by 10cc)

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(instrumental intro)

Iraq's been broke apart; blood in the Tigris River.
Iraq bombed full of holes; Bush foreign policy.
We'll pay his debts, but Bush will pay the price,
'Cause things are screwed for Shrub.
('Cause things are screwed for Shrub).

Goes on vacation; avoids problems without answer.
Bush polling numbers in this land now make him groan.
Bad polls returned; troops in Iraq pinned down,
'Cause things are screwed for Shrub.
('Cause things are screwed for Shrub).

The Bushies talk insane, as they show
Shrub's got nowhere to go,
While revealing that this charlatan is lying.
And they're cooking up new "answers" with their lies.
Think Bush will give his cake up?
Not without a regime shake up....
Coup... installed the W.
Coup... gave him his way...
Coup... with right wing calling: "Want it all!"

(instrumental break)

They're dumb; no wise men in the Bush Administration;
Just greed, unfettered greed, with pedigree to start.
'Cause after all, the Shrub won't compromise,
'Cause things are screwed for Shrub
('Cause things are screwed for Shrub).

The Bushies talk insane, as they show
Shrub's got nowhere to go,
While revealing that this charlatan is lying.
And they're cooking up new "answers" with their lies.
Think Bush will give his cake up?
Not without a regime shake up....
Coup... installed the W.
Coup... gave him his way...
Coup... with right wing calling: "Want it all!"

They're dumb; no wise men in the Bush Administration;
Just greed, unfettered greed, with pedigree to start.
'Cause after all, the Shrub won't compromise,
'Cause things are screwed for Shrub.
('Cause things are screwed for Shrub).
'Cause things are screwed for Shrub.
('Cause things are screwed for Shrub).
'Cause things are screwed for Shrub.
('Cause things are screwed for Shrub).

After running up a record budget deficit fueled by massive tax cuts for the wealthiest Americans, Dubya wants $87 billion dollars to rebuild Iraq, a country that he destroyed to steal their oil

You Can't Get No Tax Reduction
(Sung to the tune of "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction" by The Rolling Stones)

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As sung by Dubya to American tax payers:

(instrumental intro)

You can't get no tax reduction.
You can't get no tax reduction.
You know why? You know why?
You know why? You know why?
You can't get no... you can't get no...

I'm survivin' as the czar,
'Cause of Rush and right wing radio.
While we're sellin' you war, more war,
Based on some useless information,
For rich friends of my administration.
You can't get no... oh, no, no, no...
Pay, pay, pay!
Do what I say!

You can't get no tax reduction.
You can't get no tax reduction.
You know why? You know why?
You know why? You know why?
You can't get no... you can't get no...

When you watch me on TV:
Got no plan, unless Rove tells me.
I'm right! Stop irking me!
Got a plan for Iran, 'cause it's our next stroke!
Yeah, their oil means ecstasy!

You can't get no tax reduction.
You can't get no tax reduction.
You know why? You know why?
You know why? You know why?
You can't get no... you can't get no...

What I'm hidin' from the world
Makes the people hiss, and my polls fall flat.
I'm just tryin' to fake the world.
Rove says, "Bush Baby, better attack later next week,
'Cause you can't afford to just look weak."
You can't get no... oh, no, no, no...
Pay, pay, pay!
Do what I say!

You can't get no, you can't get no,
You can't get no tax reduction.
No tax reduction, no tax reduction, no tax reduction...

Recalling the late Big Six accounting firm that was destroyed by the Enron Scandal during Dubya's administration

Arthur Andersen
(Sung to the tune of "On The Road Again" by Willie Nelson)

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(instrumental intro)

Arthur Andersen...
Where's the late, great Arthur Andersen?
The right wing Shrub was quite amusing for rich friends,
'Cause Enron ate the firm, Arthur Andersen.

Arthur Andersen...
Their disgrace was earned through wage of sin.
Sordid things they'd done; we'll never see again
'Cause Enron ate the firm, Arthur Andersen.

Arthur Andersen...
Was joined at the hip with robbers of the beltway.
Bush's crony friends
Insisted that the world would do things their way.
But who paid?

Arthur Andersen...
Where's the late, great Arthur Andersen?
The right wing Shrub was quite amusing for rich friends,
'Cause Enron ate the firm, Arthur Andersen.

(instrumental break)

Arthur Andersen...
Was joined at the hip with robbers of the beltway.
Bush's crony friends
Insisted that the world would do things their way.
But who paid?

Arthur Andersen...
Where's the late, great Arthur Andersen?
The life of Shrub was quite amusing for rich friends,
'Cause Enron ate the firm, Arthur Andersen.
'Cause Enron ate the firm, Arthur Andersen.

Satire about the Enron-rigged electrical blackouts in California, the right wing funded recall campaign for governor, and the behind-the-scenes scheming by the Bush White House to steal political power in California, a state the GOP has repeatedly lost in elections

How Come There's A Recall, California
(Sung to the tune of "Hotel California" by The Eagles)

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(instrumental intro)

Bush's way or the highway? Can't win if it's fair.
2K had to eat dust; California despair.
Gore left Bush in the distance;
Pissed off the simmering Right.
Far Right heavies chances mighty slim;
They'd always flopped in the fight.

Then Rove claimed of a sure way:
"Here's your mission: sell...
These ideas I can't sell myself;
And turn to heaven, where this state was hell.
Then, we'll cook up a scandal.
Send Gray Davis away."
White House voices have declared a war.
But no one wants to say...

How come there's a recall, California?
For the govenor's race (for the governor's race)
To have Gray replaced.
Yes, Enron caused gloom, don't you recall, California?
That hot time of year (that hot time of year),
Blackouts engineered (blackouts engineered).

Right wing conspiracy twisted
The system for their own ends.
They got a lot of petty, petty ploys,
And Enron friends.
Got their chance, and they fought hard:
Squeezed summer sweat;
Enhanced their own members;
Enhanced their own bets.

Kenneth Lay, Enron captain.
Squeezed juice off the line;
A power grab done in the clear,
Designed to "fix" the shortage fine.
Then shrill Fox voices kept calling to "save the day."
Shaken up in the middle of this fight:
Scapegoat made of Gray-ay:

How come there's a recall, California?
For the govenor's race (for the governor's race)
To have Gray replaced.
Bush didn't give up; don't you recall, California?
And it's no surprise (and it's no surprise)
Wants his big state prize...

Cheering on bad feeling...
Think campaigns are nice?
The greedheads... would recall the governor here,
Through their own device.
Though Arnold Schwarzenegger
Just blathered, making scenes.
Those blackouts may have taken lives,
But they just can't spill the beans.

In '04 November,
Bush will run as once before.
He'll have to find a message that
Will replace what he got through war.
"Attack" is their fight plan.
They have programs to deceive.
White House spins out any lies they like.
They hope they'll never leave.

(long instrumental solo and fade)

B-U-S-H
(Sung to the tune of "L-O-V-E" by Nat King Cole)

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(instrumental intro)

B is for the way his crooks bully.
U for their ultra right wingery.
S for sleazy; Bush made... their corruption easy.
H for hate the poor, while his cronies get rich at war, and

Bush's mind's too primitive to rule.
Bush's war, an oil game for fools.
Because Shrub just faked it;
Snake at heart, greed naked.
Bush was made by right wing coup.

(instrumental break)

B is for the way his crooks bully.
U for their ultra right wingery.
S for sleazy; Bush made their corruption easy.
H for hate the poor, while cronies get rich at war, and

Bush's mind's too primitive to rule.
Bush's war, an oil game for fools.
Because Shrub just faked it;
Snake at heart, greed naked.
Bush was made by right wing coup.
Bush was made by right wing coup.
Bush was made by right wing coup.

In A Fascist Nation
"Fascism should rightly be called Corporatism, as it is a merge of state and corporate power" - Benito Mussolini. Ironically, it's an accurate depiction of America under the Dubya Bush regime
(Sung to the tune of "Fascination" by Dinah Shore)

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(instrumental intro)

In a fascist nation, we know.
Freedoms have been rended right here, torn apart.
In a passive trance, sheeple took a chance;
Now our rights are gone; Bush will say they've departed.

In a fascist nation, we know.
Bush went it alone for his oil fight; was snubbed.
We must crush his band; sieze the moment on issues.
Fascist nation? Spurn the Shrub.

(instrumental break)

In a fascist nation, we know.
Bush went it alone for his oil fight; was snubbed.
We must crush his band; sieze the moment on issues.
Fascist nation? Spurn the Shrub.

Gain It Back
(Sung to the tune of "Paint It Black" by The Rolling Stones)

As sung by Emperor Dubya:

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(instrumental intro)

Losing my oil war, and I want to gain it back.
No others want my war, won't join in the attack.
I'm peeved the world won't buy my dressed up Iraq woes.
They've learned that I misled towards war, the path I chose.

Iraqi oil was ours, and we must gain it back.
King's powers I do love; I'll never give them back.
Dark-skinned people, bombed them dead, and quickly took away
Lives from newborn babies, if they're standing in the way.

Can't do things by myself, it's brain-smart that I lack.
Quagmired oil war, but there's no going back.
Iraq war won't go my way, and I can't face the facts.
It's not easy facin' up when the whole world gives flak.

My war seemed so easy, got burned by Rummy's crew.
I could not foresee these things shattering my coup.
I have tried hard enough to be my father's son.
The world laughed at me before - scorned me as dumb.

Losing my oil war, and I want to gain it back.
No others want my war, won't join in the attack.
I'm peeved the world won't buy my dressed up Iraq woes.
They've learned that I misled towards war, the path I chose.

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm...

I wanna see me gain, gain it back.
Back the Right, back our goal.
I wanna see the bombs droppin' out of the sky.
I wanna see me gain, gain it, gain it, gain it back.
Yeah!

You Can't Hear Music
(Sung to the tune of "I Can Hear Music" by The Beach Boys)

As sung by R.I.A.A. to music downloaders:

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[Note: This MIDI is an incomplete demo - sorry, that's all that is available]

(instrumental intro)

Now you must pay...
Our legal team will agree.
We say how it is... ho, ho!
You robbed our golden tree.
You're really bad... to download, not own.
Baby, that's why... we won't leave you alone.

You can't hear music...
You can't hear music...
Impounding our ditties, maybe
Files will disappear.
You can't hear music!
No free music!
Our loss is too much, so say we:
Don't share peer-to-peer!

Suin' you... keeps lawyers satisfied.
You must feel our pain, whoa, whoa...
We hate your stealing; don't hide.
You took for free; we're pissed and
Our copyright police will come again.

You can't hear music...
You can't hear music...
Impounding our ditties, maybe
Files will disappear.
You can't hear music!
No free music!
Our loss is too much, so say we:
Don't share peer-to-peer!

Can't hear free music all the time, yeah.
Can't hear free music, it ain't right now, baby.
Can't hear free music all the time
Can't hear free music.
Can't hear free music (baby)

Nahhhh....

Dupes In California Wishing To Replace Gray Davis
On 9/16/03, the Federal 9th Circuit Court of Appeals barred the California recall election
(Sung to the tune of "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" by Julie Andrews, from the musical, "Mary Poppins")

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(instrumental intro)

Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies,
Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies...

Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.
White House is quite proud of it,
Although they have no basis.
Bush lost there, though tough and proud,
And Karl Rove won't say this:
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.

Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies,
Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies...

Enron had preyed upon the weak;
Took money that they had.
In Golden State, rigged power peaks
To make Davis look bad.
Extorting pay (unearned's the word),
Betrayed when power froze.
The biggest scam we've ever heard:
Recall whom voters chose.

Those...
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.
White House is quite proud of it,
Although they have no basis.
Bush lost there, though tough and proud,
And Karl Rove won't say this:
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.

Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies,
Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies...

Shrub's hated all around the world,
And everywhere he went,
Was called absurd in every way;
A bogus president.
No fluke that he has used his staff
To thwart democracy.
The state he wants Republican
Starts with capital "C."

Those...
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.
White House is quite proud of it,
Although they have no basis.
Bush lost there, though tough and proud,
And Karl Rove won't say this:
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.

Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies,
Energy swindle, and a bundle 'o lies...

So has the cat got Arnold's tongue?
Won't debate - stayed away.
Acts dumb like a Republican;
Support George Bush's way.
You'd better go vote carefully
Before they change your life.
The right wing wants to run the world
Through war and civil strife.

Those...
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis.
White House is quite proud of it,
Although they have no basis.
Bush lost there, though tough and proud,
And Karl Rove won't say this:
Dupes in California wishing to replace Gray Davis

Baby, I'm Back
(Sung to the tune of "Baby Come Back" by Player)

As sung by Arnold Schwarzenegger, Republican candidate for governor of California:

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(instrumental intro)

Spending by the Right raised big money to bring Gray Davis down.
I'll do anything Bush asks me, 'cause I don't mind.
But if I do not win, I'm right back where I started again.
Hope that I don't lose or waste my time.

Baby, I'm back!
Any kind of fool could be
This state's gov'nor,
Without knowin' much about you.
Baby, I'm back!
G.O.P. has called on me.
I am strong.
Got a famous name?
They'll tout you.

(instrumental break)

Play along; my past dirt masked with false bravado.
Tryin' to keep up the smile that hides the fear.
If I don't win the crown, I'll get that empty feeling again.
Go pump up my bod, and have a beer!

Baby, I'm back!
Any kind of fool could be
This state's gov'nor,
Without knowin' much about you.
Baby, I'm back!
G.O.P. has called on me.
I am strong.
Got a famous name?
They'll tout you.

Now that I'm running, hell for leather.
I will just dance 'round policy.
I'll refuse to talk or even take part:
No debates for me (Ja! There's no debates for me!)

Baby, I'm back!
Any kind of fool could be
This state's gov'nor,
Without knowin' much about you.
Baby, I'm back!
G.O.P. has called on me.
I am strong.
Got a famous name?
They'll tout you.

I am strong... with a famous name...

(instrumental fade)

Underground Sued
The R.I.A.A. goes after on-line music downloaders by snooping around the Internet underground and sueing them
(Sung to the tune of "Runaround Sue" by Dion)

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(Sung by MP3 downloaders:)
Here's the story... sad, but true...
It's about the world that we once knew:
Music we loved, shared underground.
MP3's freely passed around.

(Refrain by RIAA lawyers:)
Pay! Pay! Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay... mo-o-o-re...

Pay! Pay! Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay... mo-o-o-re...

(MP3 downloaders:)
R.I.A.A. thought they were really smart.
The world of music's changed; they want no part.
Who listens to them, with their attitude?
To get their way, they want the underground sued.

We once shared tips and files in cyberspace;
So much, without care, 'round the world with no trace.
The music companies tried to intrude.
To get their way, they'd want the underground sued.

(RIAA lawyers:)
Pay! Pay! Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay... mo-o-o-re...

(MP3 downloaders:)
Our files used to travel around.
We loved to collect what we'd found.
The music companies got wise.
We're found out by music spies.

Hide tomorrow, 'cause the story is they'll fry their foes.
Money they love, with their law imposed..
Defending rules are their thuggish crew for pay.
Want their way, they'd want the underground sued.

(RIAA lawyers:)
Pay! Pay! Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay... mo-o-o-re...

(MP3 downloaders:)
Our files used to travel around.
We loved to collect what we'd found.
The music companies got wise.
We're found out by music spies.

Hide tomorrow, 'cause the story is they'll fry their foes.
Money they love, and they love to pose.
Defending rules are their thuggish crew for pay.
Want their way, they'd want the underground sued.

(RIAA lawyers:)
Pay! Pay! Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay, pay!
Damned bootleggers gotta pay... mo-o-o-re...

They Swiped Our Songs
Satire about the greedy Recording Industry Association of America's lawsuits against 261 individuals who downloaded on-line music - including a 12 year girl and a 90 year old man
(Sung to the tune of "I Write The Songs" by Barry Manilow)

As sung by R.I.A.A. lawyers:

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(instrumental intro)

This can't go on forever!
'Cause our revenue thirst is strong.
Let's put mean words; lawsuit strategies together.
Thieves of music... won't buy; swiped our songs.

They swiped our songs, which makes our whole world stink.
They swiped our songs, gave us financial red i-ink.
They swiped our songs, which made our profits dry.
They swiped our songs! They swiped our songs!

(instrumental break)

These home swipes can't continue!
Now we've got laws in place to control.
Thieves: better look out; we've got spies.
Get stung again; we will sue both young and old.

They swiped our songs, which makes our whole world stink.
They swiped our songs, gave us financial red i-ink.
They swiped our songs, which made our profits dry.
They swiped our songs! They swiped our songs!

Stolen music made us rant!
And folks who cheer it; we'll crush like ants.
They just gloat: we lack control... Now we must move!
Music thieves were smart.
So let the real lawsuits now start!
No more free, we will sue.
We will sue, no more free.
Stop this worldwide piracy!

They swiped our songs, which makes our whole world stink.
They swiped our songs, gave us financial red i-ink.
They swiped our songs, which made our profits dry.
They swiped our songs! They swiped our songs!

They swiped our songs, which makes our whole world stink.
They swiped our songs, gave us financial red i-ink.
They swiped our songs, which made our profits dry.
They swiped our songs! They swiped our songs!

Stolen music (music), won't buy, swiped our songs...

(instrumental fade)

R.I.A.A.
Satire about the greedy Recording Industry Association of America's lawsuits against 261 individuals who downloaded on-line music - including a 12 year girl and a 90 year old man
(Sung to the tune of "Y.M.C.A." by The Village People)

As sung by R.I.A.A. lawyers to a hapless teenaged music downloader:

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(instrumental intro)

Young man... we have hunted you down!
We say, young man... you can't hide underground.
We say, young man... song downloads have been found.
Boy, are we - real-ly un-happy!

Young man... there's no place you can go!
We say, young man... don't plead you're short of dough.
We'll create fear... and extort from your kind.
We have ways - to - track - your - theft crime...

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We want everything; crooks, we aim to destroy.
We can hang girls, too; not just boys!

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
You had better come clean.
'Cause with us, you must deal.
You can't - do - whatever to steal.

Young man... you can't listen for free.
We say, young man... we want our royalties
We say, young man... CD audio streams
That you got - you - owe - us something!

No man... is law unto himself.
We say, young man... burned CD's on your shelf,
Bought from "nowhere" - we're the R.I.A.A.
You must pay! Don't yelp, or make hay...

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We want everything; crooks we aim to destroy.
We can hang girls, too; not just boys!

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
You had better come clean.
'Cause with us, you must deal.
You can't - do - whatever to steal.

Young man... you've got legal issues.
We say, because, downloads gave us the blues.
We said, "Oh, man! We'll be buried alive.
We'll sue - the whole world - to - survive."

So then... no more downloads for free!
Drop dead, young man! You've been caught tryin' to cheat.
You must face us; we're the R.I.A.A.
So be smart - pay - back - as we say...

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We want everything; crooks we aim to destroy.
We can hang girls, too; not just boys!

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
You had better come clean.
'Cause with us, you must deal.
You can't - do - whatever to steal.

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We want everything; crooks we aim to destroy.
We can hang girls, too; not just boys!

We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
We'll make you pay; we're the R.I.A.A.
You had better come clean.
'Cause with us, you must deal.
You can't - do - whatever to steal.

R.I.A.A.
R.I.A.A.
R.I.A.A.
R.I.A.A.

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Don't Download Again
Satire inspired by Big Mu$ic's law$uits against 261 individual downloaders of on-line music
(Sung to the tune of "On The Road Again" by Willie Nelson)

As $ung by greedy mu$ic indu$try executives:

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(instrumental intro)

Don't download again!
We just hate if you go download again.
You could face prison, sharin' music with your friends.
'Cause we just hate to see you download again.

Don't download again!
When you face us, you'll just never win.
Seein' profits we may never see again,
'Cause we just hate to see you download again.

Don't download again!
Though you'll brand us Nazis, it's us or the highway.
We'll arrest your friends.
Insisting that the world will see things our way.
It's our way...

Don't download again!
We just hate if you go download again.
You could face prison, sharin' music with your friends.
'Cause we just hate to see you download again.

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Don't download again!
Though you'll brand us Nazis, it's us or the highway.
We'll arrest your friends.
Insisting that the world will see things our way.
It's our way...

Don't download again!
We just hate if you go download again.
You could face prison sharin' music with your friends.
'Cause we just hate to see you download again.

'Cause we just hate to see you download again.

(instrumental ending)

War
(Sung to the tune of "More" by Andy Williams)

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War... is the way that Shrub emperiled his throne.
Dissed... is the Shrub, who went to war alone.
War... through the bogus words Bush tried to say.
Troops... giving lives for Shrub's Oil War each day.

War... was supposed to help Bush "grow."
He was wrong; we told you so.
More lives will be wasted, keeping
GI spouses weeping...

Long... Bush's war will last a long, long time.
Bush... wants to bomb forever; profits climb.
We... know that Shrub just lives for war.
Bush's heart just wants more gore.
No one else could love more war.

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Shrub Is Sore
Dubya is frustrated as his oil war on Iraq sinks into a quagmire, along with his poll ratings
(Sung to the tune of "Love In Store" by Fleetwood Mac)

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What we know now 'bout Bush is unreal.
His policies, unsound.
Shrub got away with fu**ing things up.
It's gonna bring him down (it's gonna bring him down)

He can't fake it... any more.
He's running aground.
We know Shrub is sore.

Bush's problem is he's never dealt
With war, especially.
So crookedly, defies how we felt.
He dared oil stealing that way.

He can't fake it... any more.
He's running aground.
We know Shrub is sore.

Voters: take the Shrub away.
Egg that Bush Baby.
Voters: take the Shrub away.

He can't fake it... any more.
He's running aground.
We know Shrub is sore.

Voters: take the Shrub away.
Egg that Bush Baby.
Voters: take the Shrub away.

He can't fake it... any more.
He's running aground.
We know Shrub is sore.