Sunday, July 27, 2003

Not Sorry I Lied
(Sung to the tune of "I'm Sorry" by John Denver)
By Darrell Decker & W. Tong

As sung by Dubya Bush

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(instrumental intro)

It's cold here now in D.C. -
At least it seems that way,
And I've been thinking about what I am gonna say.
Thinking about lost good times;
Thinking about the strain.
Thinking about how bad it feels; I'm wrong again.

Not sorry for the way things are in Basra.
Not sorry that there's no democracy.
Saddam's been put on the shelf;
I called for war myself.
Can't find WMD's!

My friends all ask this question:
Have I now lost my mind?
I expect to be impeached almost any time.
Now they all know I'm lying;
Knee-deep Neo-Right.
They all know I'm trying to just save my hide.

Not sorry for all the lies I told you.
Not sorry for Iraqis I must slay.
Saddam's been put on the shelf;
I called for war myself.
Made Saddam leave; he had to pay.

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Not sorry I took Iraq for granted
Not sorry for no brains behind this coup.
Saddam's been put on the shelf;
I called for war myself.
Free oil for my crew!

(vocal ad lib - instrumental ending)

Saturday, July 26, 2003

Liar
(Sung to the tune of "Fire" by The Pointer Sisters)

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Deriding Bush the Czar;
Propped up on hate radio.
He bullsh*ts the most;
The world says so.
They say they don't like it,
'Cause they know Shrub's a liar.
We should dismiss...
This... liar!

Hate-talk Right;
Bush faking at home.
You know he wants to stay.
For war, Bush started it alone.
World says they loathe W.,
'Cause they know Shrub's a liar.
We should dismiss...
This... liar!

We got plutocracy, right from the start.
A drift far right; we ought to tear them apart.
Bush sheep are jumping, 'cause they like a fool,
And this is their turn; Bush's heart stays cruel...

One year to go, he'll fool you yet.
Bombed Saddam, Osama.
Weapons ain't found yet.
The Shrub, on war, can rely.
His words say sh*t,
And his words stay a lie.
We should dismiss...
This... liar!

Bush is a liar (liar)
Year to go 'til fired (liar)
Dislike what he's doing (liar)
That liar...

(repeat refrain and fade)
Lying
(Sung to the tune of "Crying" by Roy Orbison)

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The Neo-Right... have a style:
Lie and smile; that's their style.
For they saw that Bush Lite
Stole Iraq's land with might.
Have them stopped; we'll say, "Hell, no!"
We should give them hell;
Their tactics smell,
'Cause they've been ly-y-y-y-ing (all they do)...
Ly-y-y-y-ing (all they do)...
World said they're wrong,
But Bush went it all alone;
Made war by lying...
Lying... lying... ly-ing.
Not hard to understand:
Dubya's touch on our land
Was marked by lying.

You bought the lies... of W?
They're untrue, so untrue.
He rushed with greed to war,
Settled Poppy's score.
Oil Darlings: Bush and his crew.
Most people now agree:
Bush will always be...
Ly-y-y-y-ing (all he'll do)
Ly-y-y-y-ing (all he'll do)

Neo-cons, begone!
The Shrub is just your pawn.
They'll be lying... lying... lying... lying...
Yeah, lying... lying.... all.... they'll... do....

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Bomb Saddam's Sons
Regarding recent U.S. reports about Qusai and Odai Hussein: remember that the pro-Bush press also breathlessly reported the alleged demise of "Chemical Ali" who was later confirmed alive and well.
(Sung to the tune of "Here Comes The Sun" by The Beatles)

(As sung by a desparate Dubya looking to distract from his WMD scandal:)

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Bomb Saddam's sons...
Bomb Saddam's sons... and I say:
Let's all fight...

We are warring... but damn, my polls now start to splinter.
We are warring... but I have fears I'll lose next year.
Bomb Saddam's sons...
Bomb Saddam's sons... and I say
Let's all fight...

Saddam's sons: here we come...
Saddam's sons: here we come...
Saddam's sons: here we come...
Saddam's sons: here we come...
Saddam's sons: here we come...
Saddam's sons: here we come...

We are warring... my poll support is slowly melting.
We are warring... but I have fears I'll lose next year.
Bomb Saddam's sons...
Bomb Saddam's sons... and I say
Let's all fight...

Bomb Saddam's sons...
Bomb Saddam's sons... and I say
Let's all fight...
Let's all fight.

Friday, July 25, 2003

Sixteen Words
Dubya's pack of lies told to sell his war on Iraq is now being spun by his handlers as "sixteen words"
(Sung to the tune of "Sixteen Tons" by Tennessee Ernie Ford)

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Some people say his mind is made out of crud.
Through war, Bush slayed; traded oil for blood.
Oil for blood, a war that's long;
For reasons weak; an attack that's wrong.

He sold "16 words" - what did we get?
A warmonger bolder, who feels no regret.
No "leader" do we call him, 'cause Bush did toil
To sell his soul just to steal Iraq's oil.

Bush was warned 'gainst warring by the world this time.
His bullsh*t was shoveled, to make his polls climb.
He sold us "16 words" just to get his goal.
His Big Oil boss said, "We own your soul."

He sold "16 words" - what did we get?
A warmonger bolder, who feels no regret.
No "leader" do we call him, 'cause Bush did toil
To sell his soul just to steal Iraq's oil.

Now the world is mourning, Iraq's set aflame.
Fightin' and trouble in Iraq; who's to blame?
The press praised his hubris and encouraged his lyin',
The Far Right-owned moron still will cause more dyin'.

He sold "16 words" - what did we get?
A warmonger bolder, who feels no regret.
No "leader" do we call him, 'cause Bush did toil
To sell his soul just to steal Iraq's oil.

His war drum's still drummin' - sheeple step in stride.
Bush kept the truth hidden; a lot of men died.
Insisted that "Saddam's nuke weapons" were real;
Oil, the right wing junta just wanted to steal.

He sold "16 words" - what did we get?
A warmonger bolder, who feels no regret.
No "leader" do we call him, 'cause Bush did toil...
To sell his soul... just to... steal Iraq's oil.

Thursday, July 24, 2003

Johnny's No Good
Dedicated to the Crisco Kid, Attorney General John AssKKKroft
(Sung to the tune of "Johnny B. Goode" by Chuck Berry)

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This A.G. goes bananas when he sees "obscene."
He'll spy on neighborhoods for those he deems "unclean."
The "crooks" that he's nabbin' weren't understood.
Dissenters just annoy Mr. Johnny No Good.
John Ashcroft thinks our Constitution burns so well,
But he serves Bush the Czar, and he's bringing us hell.

Say no!
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
Johnny's no good!

He used to carry Crisco oil by the jumbo pack.
He'd anoint himself; what a zealous quack.
He then appeared to Congress he would make the grade
As A.G., but he lied, and then he had it made.
If people ask him why his staff is forced to pray,
He'll spy, then send goons out to take them away.

Say no!
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
Johnny's no good!

John lost his re-election to Mel Carnahan.
Then Bush usurped as leader, and assumed command.
Bush's people said, "Ashcroft, don't be down.
They'll fear you when you use powers for our crown.
We're gettin' our way; your name will hit the heights."
We say, "Johnny's no good; far right."

Say no!
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
No, Johnny's no, no, no...
Johnny's no good!

Sunday, July 20, 2003

No Threat Was There
(Sung to the tune of "Teddy Bear" by Elvis Presley)

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No WMD's... no Saddam threat was there.
Can't explain, won't re-inspect; can't find them anywhere.
Where can they be (where can they be)?
No threat was there.

The world's calling you a liar;
A liar who acts tough.
We all know that you were lyin'.
Kept lyin' that you would find ... Saddam's stuff.

You wanted to see... that a threat was there.
Can't explain, won't re-inspect; can't find them anywhere.
Where can they be (where can they be)?
No threat was there.

No WMD's... you told us lies outright.
Trigger-finger foreign affairs,
To bomb Iraq for spite.
Where can they be (where can they be)?
No threat was there.

The world's calling you a liar;
A liar who acts tough.
We all know that you were lyin'.
Kept lyin' that you would find... Saddam's stuff.

You wanted to see... that a threat was there.
Can't explain, won't re-inspect; can't find them anywhere.
Where can they be (where can they be)?
No threat was there.
Where can they be (where can they be)?
No threat was there.
But G. Dubya B. said the threat was there.

Friday, July 18, 2003

Dumb Bush Baby Should Get Fired
(Sung to the tune of "Light My Fire" by The Doors)

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He sold us sh*t that was untrue.
The polls now say he is a liar.
With no cause, he used a ruse.
World, Bush has earned its ire.

Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get fired.

This time, investigate; he's through.
His reign of error should expire.
Tyrant whom we didn't choose.
Made Iraq part of his oil empire.

Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get... fired!

(long instrumental break)

This time, investigate; he's through.
His reign of error should expire.
Tyrant whom we didn't choose.
Made Iraq part of his oil empire.

Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get... fired!

He sold us sh*t that was untrue.
The polls now say he is a liar.
With no cause, he used a ruse.
World, Bush has earned its ire.

Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Dumb Bush Baby should get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get fired.
Bush and Neo-Right get fired.

(instrumental ending)

We've Seen Scandals
(Sung to the tune of "Sixteen Candles" by The Crests)

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Zapped the earth (pray!)...
Zapped the earth (pray!)...
Crazy Bush, the Shrub must go...

We've seen scandals... coming now to light.
With all his might, Bush still lies tonight (Bush still lies tonight)...
Oh...

Throw out these scoundrels; make your wish come true.
We'll all be wishing that the Shrub leaves, too (that the Shrub leaves, too)

From all we have seen (we've seen),
The Bush regime's unclean (so unclean)
Shrub's the pettiest... looniest king we've ever seen (we've ever seen)...
Oh...

We've seen scandals... from the start, get-go.
Devour... his power... for the Shrub must go (for the Shrub must go)

From all we have seen (we've seen),
The Bush regime's unclean (so unclean)
Shrub's the pettiest... looniest king we've ever seen (we've ever seen)...
Oh...

We've seen scandals... from the start, get-go.
Devour... his power... for the Shrub must go (for the Shrub must go)
For the Shrub must go!

Wednesday, July 16, 2003

Bogus Words
(Sung to the tune of "Words" by The Bee Gees)

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Pile, an ever-nasty pile;
A pile of Bush mendacity.
There was no threat from ol' Saddam,
Just oil war rapacity.
This world has been turned gory.
Iraqis killed for glory of the Shrub.
Right now, you'll see more Bush war crimes.
Who's dying for him now... for Shrub?

Stalking Bush are his own words;
Prevaricates for all to see.
GI's are sniped at, losing life;
Iraqis want them all to flee.
Big stink, 'cause Bush did not come clean;
Oil war, he had his say.
Used bogus words... for war he had to have;
Took Iraq's oil away.

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Big stink, 'cause Bush did not come clean;
Oil war, he had his say.
Used bogus words... for war he had to have;
Took Iraq's oil away.
Used bogus words... for war he had to have;
Took Iraq's oil away.
Used bogus words... for war he had to have;
Took Iraq's oil away.

(instrumental ending)
Condoleeza
(Sung to the tune of "Mona Lisa" by Nat King Cole)

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Condoleeza, Condoleeza; Bush has claimed you
As his own dragon lady - go that extra mile.
Is it only right wing looneys who now blame you
For the Condoleeza changes to Shrub's style?

Do you have contempt for others, Condoleeza?
Getting Bush's way - imply that joker's smart.
Right wing dreams have been bought, though you're inept.
Bush's lies bare; GI's die there,
In sandstorms, oil to steal, Condoleeza.
Through war, black gold was only Mr. Smirk's big start.

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Do you have contempt for others, Condoleeza?
Getting Bush's way - imply that joker's smart.
Right wing dreams have been bought, though you're inept.
Bush's lies bare; GI's die there
In sandstorms, oil to steal, Condoleeza.
Through war, black gold was only Mr. Smirk's big start.

Condoleeza, Condoleeza...

Friday, July 11, 2003

Scary Ann
Dedicated to right wing crackpot Ann Coulter
(Sung to the tune of "Carrie Anne" by The Hollies)

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She's Scary A-a-a-ann...
She's Scary A-a-a-ann...
She's Scary A-a-a-ann...
She's Scary A-a-a-ann...

Coulter is a fool who blames all liberals.
Displayed her vanity, such frayed insanity.
When dismayed, makes much more noise by reflex.
What's the attraction in what she's spewing?

Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.
Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.

She's in love with Dumb King G. Dub-ya B.
Right wing dependent, overbearing.
Watched with alarm, Hillary's upstaging,
While Coulter's book sales' disappearing.

Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.
Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.

A shrill... shrill right wing bimbo is she...
(Shrill right wing bimbo is she...)
Shrill, shrill right wing bimbo is she...
(Shrill right wing bimbo is she...)

(instrumental break)

Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.
Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.

Primitive, she'll burn,
And she's still burning.
She speaks her mind, but we see a creature;
More or less an ogre, who's so pithy.
Wants to hear her right wing people braying.

Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.
Hey, Scary Ann,
Who's to blame now?
The liberals, she'll say.

She's Scary A-a-a-ann...
She's Scary A-a-a-ann...
She's Scary A-a-a-ann...
She's Scary A-a-a-ann...

(repeat refrain and fade)

Thursday, July 10, 2003

Gung Ho Moron
(Sung to the tune of "Long Cool Woman" by The Hollies)

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Neo-Con Right own the Bush crown;
Helping Smirk the Czar get by.
Shrub at the behest of bad men;
Power throttle set on hi-i-igh...

Warmongerin' ruler of the West tried
To kill people who had done no wrong.
And soon he will call to bomb I-ran,
Then you'll hear this moron's jingo so-o-ong.

He traded oil for lives; the world realized.
This emperor is now despi-i-i-sed.

Bush is a gung ho moron, whose Iraq mess
Has defined why he should be recalled.
An oil crook whose lack of bad press
Let this gung ho moron grab it a-a-all...

(instrumental break)

We're really fed up with his fables;
All his false talk; we won't back that.
'Cause Dubya the Dope's an unstable boy.
War he's selling you, or else he'll go spla-a-at.

His buddies are a herd of pirates.
They ripped apart Iraq just for fun.
Jumpin' to start wars, he's able
Through his word, without shootin' a gu-u-un.

What did he say to chumps out in Bush land,
Under stranglehold of the Right?
He said, "Be prepared; you're gonna be scared.
Through more war you will be livin'."

Bush is a gung ho moron, whose Iraq mess
Has defined why he should be recalled.
An oil crook whose lack of bad press
Let this gung ho moron grab it a-a-all...

Grabbed it a-a-all... grabbed it all... grabbed it all...
Grabbed it a-a-all... grabbed it all... grabbed it all...

(repeat last refrain and fade)
Shrub's In A Box
The Lyin' King is in a box of his own making - lying about WMD's to justify his oil war on Iraq
(Sung to the tune of "Love On The Rocks" by Neil Diamond)

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(instrumental intro)

Shrub's in a box
For bein' unwise.
His polls start to sink.
War was built on his lies.
This dumb king could lose.
Voters may not excuse his war crime.

Lied from the start
'Bout Saddam's role.
To make war, he stoked fear
'Bout weapons of old.
Where have they gone?
Now it just haunts; there's no pile...

Thirsts to slay - Bush wants to.
Start a war he doesn't need to.
Sullenly, he finds he stands bare,
Squawking up a storm.
War was his only avenue
To steal oil revenue.
Nothing we can do or say
Made Bush believe; he had his way.
World said Shrub's wrong.

To feed Bush's greed,
He'll just say what he wants.
Not much we can do,
'But his stealing's not done.
Bombs drop from skies above.
Lies he sold:
Now the Shrub's in a box.

Thirsts to slay - Bush wants to.
Start a war he doesn't need to.
Sullenly, he finds he stands bare,
Squawking up a storm.
War was his only avenue
To steal oil revenue.
Nothing we can do or say
Made Bush believe; he had his way.
World said Shrub's wrong.

Shrub's in a box
For bein' unwise.
His polls start to sink.
War was built on his lies.
We want him gone;
That's what we want.
Bush is vile.

(instrumental ending)

Wednesday, July 09, 2003

Don't Care 'Bout Blair
Now that UK Prime Minister Tony Blair is fighting for his political life after hitching to Dubya's War on Iraq bandwagon, the Emperor has cast him to the wind
(Sung to the tune of "Somewhere Out There" by Linda Ronstadt & James Ingram)

(As sung by Emperor Dubya)

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Don't care 'bout Blair.
For if we'd failed to fight.
"Sissy" they'd think of me.
They'd loathe me on the Right.

Don't care 'bout Blair.
He may not have a prayer.
Then, I'll find another
To help get more oil, not Blair.

We teamed to show we'd blow Saddam's Iraq apart through war.
I didn't think I would be risking bein' called "oil whore."
And if the fighting doesn't cease, then people will ask why
They didn't blink while leaping when I said Saddam must die...

Don't care 'bout Blair.
In England, he is through.
We won't be together.
Still, without Blair
My war dreams... came true.

(instrumental break)

We teamed to show we'd blow Saddam's Iraq apart through war.
I didn't think I would be risking bein' called "oil whore."
And if the fighting doesn't cease, then people will ask why
They didn't blink while leaping when I said Saddam must die...

Don't care 'bout Blair.
In England, he is through.
We won't be together.
Still, without Blair
My war dreams... came true.

Monday, July 07, 2003

Republicans Lie
(Sung to the tune of "American Pie" by Don McLean)

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We've not much time to go...
In '04 November, vow
To vote out Bush - the world will smile.
Or you'll rue you've blown your chance
To boot the Fake (a boil to lance).
Bush Baby's trigger happy, all the while.
His warhawks are all chicken livered;
When their chance came, they hid or shivered;
They chose to all goose-step.
Bush couldn't fake lack of prep.
And we'll remember that he lied;
He misled about why people died
In Iraq; war crimes should be tried.
His way, the world defied...

Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try.
Never change our ways, so don't try."

His sheep fight for the crook named Shrub.
The boob "handshakes with God above,"
Right wing rabble tell us so.
Yes, Bush deceived about his goal
For Iraq; war for oil control.
His right wing screech and howl that "France must go!"
Right wing numbskulls love the Shrub, who's dim,
While they picked on France, which dissed his whim.
The world's ticked off - Bush ruse
Was all rigged so Saddam got bruised.
His war brought only outrage; bombs that struck
On a gun-poor nation, just a sitting duck.
It's all true; just to make a buck.
His way... the world defied.
More war, he's bringin'...

Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try.
Never change our ways, so don't try."

Now for three years, Bush went it alone.
Crime boss just sat on his stolen throne.
But that's now how it used to be.
The Supreme Court sang, "We're for Bush's team."
All those votes uncounted; a Bush scheme.
People's choice denied to you and me.
Bush was made the King (a monarch-clown);
This jester stole his phony crown.
The courtroom was adjourned; democracy was burned.
A world menace who would light the spark
For war on those whose skins were dark.
The Bush Gang urges, "Leave our mark - our way, if they defied."
More war, they're bringin'....

Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try.
Never change our ways, so don't try."

Helter skelter; with more nukes, they'd pelter,
To scare you off to a fallout shelter.
Alerts on high, polls falling fast.
Bush's press lets him pass.
Right wingers tried, and new laws got passed,
Bush the Jester gained more power, so vast.
The Enron affair caused Bush to fume,
But networks played his marching tune.
Press laps dogs now all dance,
To keep their viewers in a trance.
Public prayers, Ashcroft has revealed:
His iron hand refused to yield;
Our liberties are gone, no shield;
No aid, if you defied...
Lies they're slingin'....

Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try.
Never change our ways, so don't try."

Bush the Emperor called for God's grace,
As he bombed nations into place.
In no time, wars he'll start again.
The Moron's mind is simple; not too quick.
Backlash splat from his scandals stick.
Let's fire Bush the Devil and his friends.
The world watched the wars he waged:
His hands blood-drenched; reasons were staged.
For oil, Iraq fell... to take their oil wells.
Now the blame piles high on the Neo-Right;
No WMD's in sight.
But the haters now laugh with delight.
The world, they have defied.
Lies they're slingin'...

Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try.
Never change our ways, so don't try."

Bush heard the world denounce his views.
To him, more war is just happy news.
And he just smiles - it's bombs away.
The Oil Clown has a "sacred" chore:
Conquer Earth and use the fear of war.
Bush war plan's bare: said, "Refuse us, and you'll pay."
Bombed Iraq streets, and children screamed.
Bush said, "God's word has spoken."
Where bombs fell, all was broken.
And the three men we despise the most:
Bush Father, Shrub, and Jeb should roast.
In '04, we hope Shrub is toast.
Just say, Bush is despised.

Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try.
Never change our ways, so don't try."

(Slowly:)
Lie, lie, the Republicans lie.
Truth - they dread it; they would shred it.
So they will not say why
Their good ol' boys raise flags of Dixie and cry:
"We will never change our ways, so don't try."
Bring 'Em On
(Sung to the tune of "Let 'Em In" by Paul McCartney & Wings)

Inspired by Emperor Dubya's foolish macho taunt to the Iraqi resistance, needlessly and further endangering our troops as they now fight a guerilla war.

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As sung by Emperor Dubya

Ter-rists mockin' my war.
Ter-rists givin' us hell.
Ter-rists mockin' my war.
Ter-rists givin' us hell.
Do me a favor...
Broaden this war...
Bring 'em on!

(instrumental break)

Don't be choosey...
Mow 'em down!
Can't be loser...
Love my crown.
Send more rifles...
To our pawns.
Broaden this war...
Bring 'em o-o-on, oh, yeah...

(instrumental break)

Don't be choosey...
Mow 'em down!
Can't be loser...
Love my crown.
Send more rifles...
To our pawns.
Broaden this war...
Bring 'em o-o-on, oh, yeah...

Ter-rists mockin' my war.
Ter-rists givin' us hell.
Ter-rists mockin' my war.
Ter-rists givin' us hell.
Do me a favor...
Broaden this war...
Bring 'em on!

(instrumental ending)


Wednesday, July 02, 2003

Nazis, Con Men, Thieves
(Sung to the tune of "Gypsies, Tramps & Thieves" by Cher)
By Larry Solomon & W. Tong

Click HERE for MIDI music

(instrumental intro)

Shrub was born rich; now braggin' he is running the show.
Corruption enhanced all the money they stole.
Poppy Bush did whatever he could:
Greed, the Bushes' gospel.
Media now coddle the new Bush hood.

Nazis, con men, thieves...
Yes, unelected people stole the crown; they're all just
Nazis, con men, thieves...
The looney right now all grin; they're gaining ground...
'Cause Dubya's their clown.

(instrumental fade)

Poppy said, "George Boy, I've landed a deal!
You'll get a free ride, and more money we'll steal.
Supreme Court's seen to it that you've won."
Laura's now an empress.
Dubya has got himself a bogus kingdom.

Nazis, con men, thieves...
Yes, unelected people stole the crown; they're all just
Nazis, con men, thieves...
The looney right now all grin; they're gaining ground...
'Cause Dubya's their clown.

Shrub bought his schoolin' when he went to Yale,
With his crude frat boy style.
Not much later, got himself in trouble.
Yale couldn't tame him or his pile... of dough.
Bought his degree with his pile... of dough.

Shrub was born rich, now braggin' he is running the show.
Corruption enhanced all the money they stole.
Poppy Bush did whatever he could:
Greed the Bushes' gospel.
Media now coddle the new Bush hood.

Nazis, con men, thieves...
Yes, unelected people stole the crown; they're all just
Nazis, con men, thieves...
The looney right now all grin; they're gaining ground...
'Cause Dubya's their clown.

(repeat chorus and fade)