The Bush Regime Must Fall
(Sung to the tune of "The Wabash Cannonball" by Johnny Cash)

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No debate - our debt's an ocean;
Bush will hide it, and make more.
War crimes evidence mountin',
While he kills through oil war.
The Bush Cabal holds ransom
On our country, one and all.
They've divided our great nation,
So the Bush regime must fall.

Listen to the jingo - the rumble for his war.
As he hides his wrongful war plans,
Ignores ills and lies some more.
Hear the right wing (Rush and his minions);
Hear their loathesome droves who call.
Let's make them rue their bungle.
Yes, the Bush regime must fall.

9/11 came in handy,
As the neocons now say.
Used attacks upon our nation
To rule the world their way.
They have torn our Constitution,
Just to serve the Bush Cabal.
They've divided our great nation,
So the Bush regime must fall.

Listen to the jingo - the rumble for his war.
As he hides his wrongful war plans,
Ignores ills and lies some more.
Hear the right wing (Rush and his minions);
Hear their loathesome droves who call.
Let's make them rue their bungle.
Yes, the Bush regime must fall.

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Cheney's Halliburton:
In Iraq, war profits planned.
While that nation is dismembered,
Bush is hated in that land.
When the '04 race is over,
Hope that Shrub will lose it all.
Let's send him back to Crawford,
And the Bush regime will fall.

Listen to the jingo - the rumble for his war.
As he hides his wrongful war plans,
Ignores ills and lies some more.
Hear the right wing (Rush and his minions);
Hear their loathesome droves who call.
Let's make them rue their bungle.
Yes, the Bush regime must fall.

Shrub's Disparaged
(Sung to the tune of "Love And Marriage" by Frank Sinatra)

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Shrub's disparaged; Shrub's disparaged.
Brain of feathers, wants to ban gay marriage.
Lies, he tells and utters.
When he's caught lying, he just mutters.

Shrub's disparaged; Shrub's disparaged.
Constitution-shredding law miscarriage.
Brought back 19th century;
His gang belongs in penitentiary.

Lies, lies, lies for which we hate him.
Right wing delusion.
Lies, lies, lies, to fool the really dumb
Through mass confusion.

Shrub's disparaged; Shrub's disparaged.
Brain of feathers, wants to ban gay marriage.
Bad polls, in the gutters.
When he's caught lying, he just mutters.

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Power To All My Friends
(Sung to the tune of "Power To All Our Friends" by Cliff Richard)

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As sung by Warmonger Dubya

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Power to all my friends...
We are ruthless; achieved our ends.
Screw the people - God talks to me.
Stay in power through monarchy.

Through my old man,
Spent my life gaining power.
Doing as I please.
Power, as I please.

Some call me shady,
I'm not fazed; let 'em whine.
I'll toe right wing line.
Power will be mine.

Power I'll employ; the world I'll control.
I'm King For Life, so sweet.
Power in the world I gained through war,
Opposers I will beat.

Power to all my friends...
We are ruthless; achieved our ends.
Screw the people - God talks to me.
Stay in power through monarchy.

I've got a plan
To win my vote count tally.
Through war I will command.
Power through command.

Control the world,
Through war; I'll spend and borrow,
Paying for the guns.
Power to the guns.

Power I'll employ; the world I'lll control.
I'm King For Life, so sweet.
Power in the world I gained through war,
Opposers I will beat.

Power to all my friends...
We are ruthless; achieved our ends.
Screw the people - God talks to me.
Stay in power through monarchy.

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An ode to homophobia sung by Dubya Bush, pandering to the Religious Right while advocating a constitutional amendment banning same sex marriages

No Gay Marriage
(Sung to the tune of "Love And Marriage" by Frank Sinatra)

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As sung by Dubya Bush:

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No gay marriage!
No gay marriage!
Right wing voters want me to disparage...
Go to hell, gay brothers...
You can't have fun wedding each other.

No gay marriage!
No gay marriage!
New amendment fixes law miscarriage.
Task our right wing gentry.
We'll crack down with religious sentries.

Try, try, try to legislate this.
End this confusion.
Try, try, try, when it's kingdom come,
It's no delusion.

No gay marriage!
No gay marriage!
Right wing voters want me to disparage.
Lesbians should shudder.
New law will squeeze 'em like an udder.

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Bush's Folly We Will Boot Election Day
(Sung to the tune of "Polly Wolly Doodle")

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pResidential clown and Big Business pal;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.
His pals are from the rich locale;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell Election Day.
Sixteen hundred Pennsylvania,
Captured by his right wing mania;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Bush's pals enriched through foreign affairs;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.
Sold war through lies, without a care;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell Election Day.
Sixteen hundred Pennsylvania,
Captured by his right wing mania.
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

His pals did harm, through business sleaze;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.
His empty words about "crime freeze" -
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell Election Day.
Sixteen hundred Pennsylvania,
Captured by his right wing mania;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

His record marred - pigs at the trough;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.
Iraq war dead, with cameras off;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell Election Day.
Sixteen hundred Pennsylvania,
Captured by his right wing mania;
Bush's folly we will boot Election Day.

Bush's neocons baitin' for a new attack;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.
Lyin' through their teeth, though they're takin' flak;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell Election Day.
Sixteen hundred Pennsylvania,
Captured by his right wing mania;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Bush's polls once led, but he now could lose;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.
'Cause he's struck out; Bush, we will not choose;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell!
Give 'em hell Election Day.
Sixteen hundred Pennsylvania,
Captured by his right wing mania;
Bush's folly, we will boot Election Day.

Satire about Dubya's quagmire in Iraq, once thought to be a sure ticket for Shrub to another term as president

In Iraq, After Hussein
(Sung to the tune of "Laughter In The Rain" by Neil Sedaka)

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"Polling is strong," said Karl Rove to Bush Baby.
"Help your campaign, and let's start a war."
No doubt, this dumb fella, the Shrub, flashed a grin.
War could deliver, and give him spine.
Revealed now: war was all planned... we find...

Coup... in Iraq, after Hussein.
Talk throughout that land is they hate the Shrub.
Coup... that the Shrub explains away:
"Iraq's happy with our troops inside."

Casualties pile; Bush's blunders we see.
If most concur, then he's history.
We can defeat his campaign of deceit;
Carefully speak and expose his lies.
Shearing the Shrub means no more troops die.

Coup... in Iraq, after Hussein.
Talk throughout that land is they hate the Shrub.
Coup... that the Shrub explains away:
"Iraq's happy with our troops inside."

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Revealed now: war was all planned... we find...

Coup... in Iraq, after Hussein.
Talk throughout that land is they hate the Shrub.
Coup... that the Shrub explains away:
"Iraq's happy with our troops inside."

Coup... in Iraq, after Hussein.
Talk throughout that land is they hate the Shrub.
Coup... that the Shrub explains away:
"Iraq's happy with our troops inside."

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Dubya avoided the Vietnam War after Poppy Bush pulled strings and got him training as a pilot for an obsolete aircraft, took time off to help the political campaign of a friend of his father, and then failed to report in 1972 to complete his service in the Texas Air National Guard... in other words, Absent Without Leave (AWOL) for nearly 30 months.

Bush Missed More Than Two Years
(Sung to the tune of "The Hungry Years" by Neil Sedaka)

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Bush cheated his way to the top.
Three years gone by; he's still a flop.
Troop cannon fodder, leading us nowhere.
Bush's team together... built disastrous foreign affairs.

Bush spun so fast, yet his polls fell.
Fire smoldering, his election hell.
He could he know the Right would turn out bad?
Everything he wanted, was to be a king like Dad.

Bush missed more than two years, Air Guard service time.
Thirty years ago, and AWOL is a crime.
Press hazing W; the Boss won't get his way.
What will we see or find, locked behind his door?
Warring on the world; oil, Bush hungers for.
Looking bad, he fears...
Bushed missed more than two years.

Prepared his war dreams from Day One.
Making plans was so much fun.
Neocon goals were reached through Bush the Czar.
Things that they were after:
World empire stretching far.

We can't stand that W.
Unclever king, with nothing, too.
War wasn't worth the price we had to pay.
Voters, send him home.
Send him back, Election Day.

Bush missed more than two years, Air Guard service time.
Thirty years ago, and AWOL is a crime.
Press hazing W; the Boss won't get his way.
What will we see or find, locked behind his door?
Warring on the world; oil, Bush hungers for.
Looking bad, he fears...
Bushed missed more than two years.

Bushed missed more than two years.

Satire inspired by Michael Moore's charge that George Dubya Bush was a deserter - Dubya avoided the Vietnam War after Poppy Bush pulled strings and got him training as a pilot for an obsolete aircraft, took time off to help the political campaign of a friend of his father, and then failed to report in 1972 to complete his service in the Texas Air National Guard... in other words, Absent Without Leave (AWOL).

Deserter
(Sung to the tune of "The Letter" by The Box Tops)

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Vietnam skipped; flew Air Guard aeroplanes;
Bush then took time off to help campaign.
Dubya was gone, many months too long.
Now Bush Baby is called a deserter.

We don't care how much money he's gonna spend.
Land we'll get back; not Bush Baby again.
Dubya begone; nine months is too long.
Now Bush Baby is called a deserter.

What a joke that a deserter could be put in charge of starting a war.
In our history, we have never first attacked, 'til Bush Baby got sore.
End his craze, yeah...

Vietnam skipped; flew Air Guard aeroplanes.
Bush then took time off to help campaign.
Dubya was gone, many months too long.
Now Bush Baby is called a deserter.

What a joke that a deserter could be put in charge of starting a war.
In our history, we have never first attacked, 'til Bush Baby got sore.
End his craze, yeah...

Vietnam skipped; flew Air Guard aeroplanes.
Bush then took time off to help campaign.
Dubya was gone, many months too long.
Now Bush Baby is called a deserter.
Now Bush Baby is called a deserter.
Now Bush Baby is called a deserter.

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His Mad Crusade
(Sung to the tune of "This Masquerade" by The Carpenters)

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Right wing's really happy with the looney game he plays.
Look for new fights; words he'll say.
Searching but not finding WMD's any way.
Truth lost, through his mad crusade.

Bush's raid through war for oil in Iraq today;
War-bent, hell for leather, from the start.
Declined to talk it over, 'cause the world got in the way.
Peace tossed... aside... this looney game he plays.

Troops not leaving; death and tears;
War crimes leaves Bush despised.
And no matter how hard he lied...
War's what he planned; the reason why he carried on that way.
Truth lost, through his mad crusade.

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Declined to talk it over, 'cause the world got in the way.
Peace tossed... aside... this looney game he plays.

Troops not leaving; death and tears;
War crimes leaves Bush despised.
And no matter how lard he lied...
War's what he planned; the reason why he carried on that way.
Truth lost, through his mad crusade.

Truth lost, through his mad crusade...

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Satire about the ever-evasive George Dubya Bush, who avoided the Vietnam War after Poppy Bush pulled strings and got him training as a pilot for an obsolete aircraft, and then failed to report in 1972 to complete his service in the Texas Air National Guard... in other words, Absent Without Leave (AWOL).

Rich Kid Who Went AWOL
(Sung to the tune of "Another Brick In The Wall, Part 2" by Pink Floyd)

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Bogus "leader" of our nation...
Wants four more years of control.
Avoided war for flight school classroom:
Texas Air Guard; went AWOL!
Hey! Dubya...skipped and went AWOL!

Let's recall Bush; yes, that...
Rich kid who went AWOL.
Let's recall Bush; yes, that...
Rich kid who went AWOL.

Bogus "leader" of our nation...
Wants four more years of control.
Avoided war for flight school classroom:
Texas Air Guard; went AWOL!
Hey! Dubya...skipped and went AWOL!

Let's recall Bush; yes, that...
Rich kid who went AWOL.
Let's recall Bush; yes, that...
Rich kid who went AWOL.

(Democrats taunt:)
Bush! Running again!
Bush! Running again!
If you now face defeat, you can't be any good, now!
How can you be any good, if you now face defeat?
Bush, yes, you hide all our war dead.
Press shills gladly.
Bush, yes you hide all our war dead.
Press shills gladly...

Satire about Halliburton, the oil services company formerly headed by Vice President Dick Cheney, now reaping billions in no-bid contracts to "reconstruct" Iraq's infrastructure destroyed by Bush-Cheney's illegal war

Halliburton Gold Mine
(Sung to the tune of "Working In The Coal Mine" by Lee Dorsey)

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Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

In Iraq, troops are mourning
All their dead who are gone.
Shrub should be fired.
How long can war go on?

Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

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Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

Bush the jerk ignored warnings:
War, his goal, can't be won.
With Halliburton on the ground,
His qWagmire now has to be spun.

Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

Halliburton: gold mine;
Cheney's crown, crown, crown.
Halliburton: gold mine;
Stooped to shaking us down.

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Spoken: Bush should be fired; how long can war go on?

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Radio gasbag Rush Limbaugh now finds himself under prosecution in Florida for illegally procuring thousands of prescription painkiller pills, such as OxyContin and other dope.

Limbaugh's Pill Tower
(Sung to the tune of "Lady Willpower" by Gary Puckett & The Union Gap)

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Limbaugh's pill tower:
Found out, but never... stops hypocrisy, and
He's sour; his part in his drug mess:
Endless sleaze.

And so we'll taunt *E.I.B., 'cause Rush's maid
Had bought him drugs to ease his mind.
One thing you can be sure of:
He's unprepared for "jail love."
And you can bet he won't do time.

Limbaugh's pill tower:
Found out, but never... stops hypocrisy, and
He's sour; his part in his drug mess:
Endless sleaze.

Rush Limbaugh tries to sell you... his "facts of life."
He lies so much, with cash to burn.
Rush used to gladly preach, too:
"Druggies are bums; cops beat you."
He's in the oven, and may burn...

Limbaugh's pill tower:
Found out, but never... stops hypocrisy, and
He's sour; his part in his drug mess:
Endless sleaze.

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Hey, Rush Is A Junkie
(Sung to the tune of "Hey, Hey, We're The Monkees" by The Monkees)

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Clearly bummed...
Squawking 'bout the heat...
OxyContin he took from...
Dealers on the street.

Hey, Rush is a junkie;
The richest, loudest junkie around.
Now he's too dizzy slinging
His mud putting liberals down.

He says whatever he wants to;
Supports Bush and his crew.
His own crimes are defenseless,
And his excuses, few.

Hey, Rush is a junkie;
The richest, loudest junkie around.
Now he's too dizzy slinging
His mud putting liberals down.

But talk radio's friendly,
Rush Limbaugh's crimes they downplay.
Revenue generation
Makes his scandal go away...

Drugs time after time...
Rush didn't care.
Now looks over his shoulder,
'Cause cops are standing there.

Hey, Rush is a junkie;
The richest, loudest junkie around.
Now he's too dizzy slinging
His mud putting liberals down.

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Hey, Rush is a junkie;
The richest, loudest junkie around.
Now he's too dizzy slinging
His mud putting liberals down.

But talk radio's friendly,
Rush Limbaugh's crimes they downplay.
Revenue generation
Makes his scandal go away...

Hey, Rush is a junkie;
The richest, loudest junkie around.
His ratings seem to be steady;
'Cause dittoheads worship this clown.

Bush Cabal's World Has To Fall
(Sung to the tune of "It's A Small World")

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Shrub, the world's disaster,
The world now fears.
In a world of dopes,
Bush now leads war cheers.
There's so much that he'd dare;
His war crimes, without care.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.

No one trusts this goon;
Lies he sold, undone.
War and dictatorship for everyone.
Can't unite, just divide,
And the gap's getting wide.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.

Bush Cabal's world has to fall.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.
They must fall, their world.

Shrub, the world's disaster,
The world now fears.
In a world of dopes,
Bush now leads war cheers.
There's so much that he'd dare;
His war crimes, without care.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.

No one trusts this goon;
The emboldened dunce
Wants his dictatorship for everyone.
Can't unite, just divide,
And the gap's getting wide.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.

Bush Cabal's world has to fall.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.
Bush Cabal's world has to fall.
They must fall, their world.

The Bush administration had plans to go to war with Iraq within hours of illegally seizing power in the White House in 2001, waiting until 9/11 gave them the chance.

Their Damned Plan
(Sung to the tune of "Sandman" by America)

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Bush's awful poll slide...
Reasons for war: unfounded.
His quagmire; can't hide...
U.N.'s "No!" - danced around it.

Rummy's now laid bare.
Bush used fear.
They both made war crimes,
For which they cheer.

Iraq, then Iran; 'cause the neo-conners can;
A war was the aim of their damned plan.
Bush hides the lies 'bout who outed Plame the spy,
Our prestige now drained and abandoned.

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The Bush Years are nearly past.
We oppose his war condition.
Bush was never up to task.
World jeers his crusade-mission.

Rummy's now laid bare.
Bush used fear.
They both made war crimes,
For which they cheer.

Iraq, then Iran; 'cause the neo-conners can;
A war was the aim of their damned plan.
Bush hides the lies 'bout who outed Plame the spy,
Our prestige now drained and abandoned.

Iraq, then Iran; 'cause the neo-conners can;
A war was the aim of their damned plan.
Bush hides the lies 'bout who outed Plame the spy,
Our prestige now drained and abandoned.

Iraq, then Iran; 'cause the neo-conners can;
A war was the aim of their damned plan.
Bush hides the lies 'bout who outed Plame the spy,
Our prestige now drained and abandoned.

Iraq, then Iran; 'cause the neo-conners can;
A war was the aim of their damned plan.
Bush hides the lies 'bout who outed Plame the spy,
Our prestige now drained and abandoned.

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Slam His Crusade
(Sung to the tune of "Amber Cascades" by America)

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Slam his crusade; oil war is his way.
Bush now squawks Iraq took his cakewalk;
Victory delayed.
Troubles now brew; burst into view.
Beaten up by the bad news that hides through his crew.

We're appalled at his plan to spend cash like water;
Appalled that his plans won't stop all the slaughter,
In view... now in view.

Pan his charades; fraud made now so plain.
Soon this fall, through our votes cast, let him go.
Bush annoyed, in pain.
Shrub and his crew... battle me and you,
'Cause it's time for another leader;
Our dunce king is really quite through.

We're appalled at his plan to spend cash like water;
Appalled that his plans won't stop all the slaughter,
In view...

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We're appalled at his plan to spend cash like water;
Appalled that his plans won't stop all the slaughter,
In view... now in view.

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Bush...crew... all... have to go...
Bush...crew... all... have to go...

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