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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(instrumental intro)

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.