Monday, May 31, 2004

Abu Ghraib
(Sung to the tune of "Abacab" by Genesis)

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(instrumental intro)

Behind prison walls, they lay on the floor.
Nude men in those photos; Iraqi War.
No Iraqi-made error;
Big wigs had a role in prisoners' pain.
Don't you think Shrub's to blame?
Rummy; don't you think he's to blame?

(When they did it) Bush didn't care.
(When they showed it) Screamed, "Stop, unfair!"
(Abu Ghraib) Torture's everywhere.
(Abu Ghraib)

Shrub's ransacking all the world,
'Cause he's taking someone else's oil.
Scandals burn and they billow.
He avoids to answer 'bout what was known.
Don't you smell rats by now?
Tell, me don't you smell rats by now?

(When they did it) Bush didn't care.
(When they showed it) Screamed, "Stop, unfair!"
(Abu Ghraib) Torture's everywhere.
(Abu Ghraib)

Shrub wants it, he got it: more oil flow.
Shrub wants it, he got it; now we know.
Bush's illusion, his war game.
Son, reflection of his father's name.
Dead troops: break out now in mourning.
Break and bind pris'ners in cellophane.

It was a hell hole in there, down there.
It was a hell hole in there, down there.
It was a hell hole in there, down there.
It was a hell hole in there, down there.

(When they did it) Bush didn't care.
(When they showed it) Screamed, "Stop, unfair!"
(Abu Ghraib) Torture's everywhere.
(Abu Ghraib)

(repreat refrain and fade)

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Convicted (in Jordan) swindler Ahmad Chalabi duped Cheney, Rumsfeld, Bush, and the neo-cons with false intelligence used to justify its war on Iraq, and he is now accused of being a spy and passing on U.S. national secrets to Iran.

Ahmad Chalabi
(Sung to the tune of "Eleanor Rigby" by The Beatles)

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(instrumental intro)

Ha! Crooked Bush's looney people...
Ha! Crooked Bush's looney people...

Ahmad Chalabi... duped Condi Rice in the search for the WMDs,
Bush war hawks dreamed.
"Bomb Iraq" window; scaring through race hatred, profiling started their war.
Who is it for?

Bush's looney people; the neo-cons, so dumb.
Bush's looney people; the neo-cons, so dumb.

Rummy's war frenzy; gave secret word to his prisons guards: they need not fear.
Torture, they cheer.
Iraq's not working; Bush claims he's "shocked" at the plight of the prisoners there.
What does he care?

Bush's looney people; the neo-cons, so dumb.
Bush's looney people; the neo-cons, so dumb.

Ahmad Chalabi... left in the lurch when Bush dumped him and sullied his name.
He caused Bush shame.
"Bomb first, and then see" - thousands got hurt in that land as Bush war hawks all raved;
Iraq enslaved.

Bush's looney people; the neo-cons, so dumb.
Bush's looney people; the neo-cons, so dumb.

Sunday, May 23, 2004

Whole Wide World Says He's Wrong
(Sung to the tune of "Camp Town Races")

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The whole wide world says he's wrong: Dub-ya, Dub-ya.
Policies wrong, four years long; Dub-ya, go away!
His polls down there, his regime caves in; Dub-ya, Dub-ya.
Let's send him home; in Iraq, couldn't win; Dub-ya go away!

Dubya and Far Right: out Election Day!
Bush took our money for his war on Iraq;
Cronies are getting their pay.

So Iraq got pillaged for their oil, of course; Dub-ya, Dub-ya.
Those prison hell holes - who was the source? Dub-ya, they say.
Troop torturers - who gave them their role? Dub-ya, Dub-ya.
Scandal hits bottom, and taking a toll; Dub-ya go away!

Dubya and Far Right: out Election Day!
Bush took our money for his war on Iraq;
Cronies are getting their pay.

Our troops are now under attack, Dub-ya, Dub-ya.
Your war's failing; we don't want you back; Dub-ya go away.
He lied so long, 'cause it got him far; Dub-ya, Dub-ya.
Such a disgrace, this stupid czar; Dub-ya, go away!

Dubya and Far Right: out Election Day!
Bush took our money for his war on Iraq;
Cronies are getting their pay.
Bush Knew Hubris (Before He Was A Stupid Czar)
(Sung to the tune of "I Knew Jesus (Before He Was A Superstar) by Glen Campbell)

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The Dummy just don't know how
Everyone hounds him know.
Suddenly, folks have found
Dim Son is so unsound.
What Bush had sold was bunk;
Lacking is wisdom, without par...
Bush knew hubris... before he was a stupid czar.

Bush just shows: he's a believer in
All of his clever spin;
Stories press fed of him;
Things that were said of him.
Wrong, but was glorified
Price we have paid: our country's scarred....
Bush knew hubris... before he was a stupid czar.

Iraq's a big mess, and worse now; but Shrub's amazed.
His war regressing... around him, in every way.
War crimes, poll trouble, and Bush has no hope in view.
Scandals met sunlight; the Shrub's blight, and his crew.

Oh, yes, Bush knew there was oil there,
So he bombed without care.
Shame will not change him much;
Bush is too out of touch.
Boot him Election Day; right wingers stay the way they are...
Bush and crew.

Bush knew hubris... before he was a stupid czar.
Bush knew hubris... before he was a stupid czar.
Bush knew hubris... before he was a stupid czar.
Bush knew hubris... before he was a stupid czar.

(repeat last line and fade)

Thursday, May 20, 2004

Note where the "WMD chicken" is sitting... is this where the Chickenhawk's brains come from?


Frat Boy sucks a lemon
Satire inspired by the infamous photo of U.S. Army Private Lynndie England holding a leash around the neck of a bound, naked Iraqi prisoner at Abu Ghraib prison, and the desperately failing cover up by Bush and Rumsfeld for their policies allowing torture and war crimes on an international scale

Leash Girl
(Sung to the tune of "You're A Rich Girl" by Daryl Hall & John Oates)

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(instrumental intro)

She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far.
Photos showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far;
Pictures showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
"Stay, Rummy - folks will forget," says our Czar,
Says our Czar.

(instrumental break)

Those photos show... photos show...
What went wrong... when spooks run a prison crew.
She's a pawn... "on her own."
Where does blame belong? Dubya and his throng;
Rights they severed, this throng.

Lo...
She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far;
Photos showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far;
Pictures showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
"Stay, Rummy - folks will forget," says our Czar, says our Czar.

Wasn't shy... dealing out pain.
It's so easy to hurt others, when you don't use your brain.
And Bush won't know... how bad this will grow.
'Cause there's too much to lose, too much bad war news;
We'd be thrilled at his fall...

Look...
She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far;
Photos showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far;
Pictures showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
"Stay, Rummy - folks will forget," says our Czar.
"Stay, Rummy - folks will forget," says our Czar.
"Stay, Rummy - folks will forget," says our Czar.
Says our Czar.

Spin away...
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
Lynndie, Leash Girl... the Leash Girl...
Oh, she's the Leash Leash Girl...
"Stay, Rummy - folks will forget," says our Czar.
Says our Czar...

She's the Leash Girl, and she'd gone too far;
Photos showed it, but she thought she'd get away.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.
Bush will deny blame, and so does Rummy.

(repeat final verse and fade)

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Satire about the hapless U.S. Army Private Lynndie England, now undergoing military court martial, who was identified from the infamous video and photographs taken at Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq

Lynndie
(Sung to the tune of "Windy" by The Association)

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(instrumental intro)

Whose leash had choked a prisoner's airway?
Crawling, the game in torturers' lair.
Whose name is now the face of that pain show?
Everyone knows it's Lynndie.

Who stripped 'em down, abused without pity?
Smiled for the camera, like it's a breeze?
Whose pics got out, which captured those moments?
Everyone knows it's Lynndie.

(brief instrumental break)

Yes, Lynndie got her surprise;
Got lashed, while Bush spun his lies.
Yes, Lynndie did things, but why...
Did she look so proud (did she look so proud)?

(instrumental break)

Yes, Lynndie got her surprise;
Got lashed, while Bush spun his lies.
Yes, Lynndie did things, but why...
Did she look so proud (did she look so proud)?

Whose leash had choked a prisoner's airway?
Crawling, the game in torturers' lair.
Whose name is now the face of that pain show?
Everyone knows it's Lynndie.

(repeat last verse and fade)

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

By May 2004, the Iraq War qWagmire and accumulating scandals have caused Dubya's polls to drop to their lowest point ever

Polls Drop, Keep Filling Bush With Dread
(Sung to the tune of "Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head" by B.J. Thomas)

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Polls drop, keep filling Bush with dread.
And Shrub's asking why defeat looms so big; more troops dead.
Bluffing, full of sh*t.
Those... polls drop, keep filling Bush with dread,
They keep fallin'...

His Poppy tried; there's no talkin' to Dim Son.
'Cause Shrub said he didn't like how Pop left things "undone" -
Saddam in Iraq.
Those... polls drop, keep filling Bush with dread,
They keep fallin'...

But this dumb king said no.
His views won't bend so neatly; used deceit, he...
Won't admit wrong; his Iraq mess f**ked up completely.

(brief instrumental break)

Polls drop, keep filling Bush with dread.
Disaster is seen; his lies harpooned, with more troops dead.
Lyin' still is he.
Through... poll levers, gonna stop his reign; Bush is waning.
Vote while you're free.
A war criminal, he...

(instrumental riff)

Won't admit wrong; his Iraq mess f**ked up completely.

Polls drop, keep filling Bush with dread.
Disaster is seen; his lies harpooned, with more troops dead.
Lyin' still is he.
Through... poll levers, gonna stop his reign; Bush is waning.
Vote while you're free.
A war criminal, he...

(instrumental fade)

Monday, May 17, 2004

Satire about Blackwater Security, a contractor supplying expensive $1000-a-day mercenaries for the U.S. occupation army in Iraq

Blackwater
(Sung to the tune of "Black Water" by The Doobie Brothers)

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(instrumental intro)

Mercenaries attacked in Iraq; no more gloatin'.
Bush gettin' snippy; appalled he's to blame.
Contractors jumpin' - the gravy train's pumpin'.
Blackwater Security - money's their aim.

So Blackwater's troops are trollin'
Mission is a boon, but Iraq is not their country.
So Blackwater's troops are trollin'
Mission is a boon, but Iraq is not their country.
So Blackwater's troops are trollin'
Mission is a boon, but Iraq is not their country.

Yeah, keeps on pinin' to fight.
Money makes everything; yeah, money makes everything all right.
But they now got big worries;
Prison scandal now at Abu Graib.

(instrumental break)

Big profit gains; got their share,
Through sale of influence, you see.
Ex-SEALS and street thugs who fought in Cape Town.
Yeah, contractors cheer; Bush flunkies fixed a scam:
War contracts by the chunk.
Iraqis dyin', mercenaries drink, tote gu-u-uns...

So Blackwater's troops are trollin'
Mission is a boon, but Iraq is not their country.
So Blackwater's troops are trollin'
Mission is a boon, but Iraq is not their country.
So Blackwater's troops are trollin'
Mission is a boon, but Iraq is not their country.

Yeah, keeps on pinin' to fight.
Money makes everything; yeah, money makes everything all right.
But they now got big worries;
Prison scandal now at Abu Graib.

(instrumental break)

Contractors cheer; Bush flunkies fixed a scam.
Scandal-rama; Bush mistakes divide our land.
Divide our land (land),
Bush divides our land (Where's Osama?)
War advanced by the Bushies of his throng.
Contractors cheer; Bush flunkies fixed a scam.
Scandal-rama; Bush mistakes divide our land.

Divide our land (land),
Bush divides our land (Where's Osama?)
War advanced by the Bushies of his throng.
Contractors cheer; Bush flunkies fixed a scam.
Scandal-rama; Bush mistakes divide our land.

(repeat last verse and fade)
As the Iraq QWagmire,Torturegate and other new, ever-growing scandals revealed by the U.S. and world press cause Bush's polls go into freefall, what does June 2004 hold in store for Dubya?

Precarious
(Sung to the tune of "Aquarius/Let The Sunshine In" by The Fifth Dimension)

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Month of June... may trouble Bush's house.
His hubris bare; thinks Iraq oil is ours.
No peace; divides our planet.
Boot Shrub; we jeer this czar.
Press isn't fawning; war Bush waged, now precarious.
Waged, now precarious...
Precarious...
Precarious...

Harmful lack of understanding;
Simple from-the-gut expounding.
Hear more falsehoods; Bush decisions;
Neo-con pipedream revisions.
Whistleblower revelations:
Iraq's mindless "liberation," now precarious...
Precarious.

(brief instrumental break)

Month of June... may trouble Bush's house.
His hubris bare; thinks Iraq oil is ours.
No peace - divides our planet.
Boot Shrub; we jeer this czar.
Press isn't fawning; war Bush waged, now precarious.
Waged, now precarious...
Precarious...
Precarious...

Precarious...
Precarious...

(instrumental break)

Let... Dim Son whine...
Let... Dim Son whine...
Dim Son... won't win...

Let... Dim Son whine...
Let... Dim Son whine...
Dim Son... won't win...

Let... Dim Son whine...
Let... Dim Son whine...
Dim Son... won't win...

Let... Dim Son whine...
Let... Dim Son whine...
Dim Son... won't win...

(repeat above refrain and fade)

Saturday, May 15, 2004



Bush has repeatedly bragged about "hitting the Trifecta" since September 11, 2001. Written originally on July 8, 2002

9/11 Came In Handy
(Sung to the tune of "Yankee Doodle Dandy" by George M. Cohan)

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(instrumental intro)

9/11 came in handy
For Bush; Trifecta bleeds us dry.
The PATRIOT Act, enforced by Uncle Sam
Now lets John Ashcroft play spy.

For Bush's donors, here's the sweet part:
9/11 brought them joy.
Star Wars contracts, war time profits,
Cover for the Phony.
Bush is the true Trifecta Boy.

(repeat verses)

Thursday, May 13, 2004

The military torture scandal at Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq has led to world-wide calls for the resignation of Bush's Secretary of Defense, Donald Rumsfeld

Rum's On The Rocks
(Sung to the tune of "Love On The Rocks" by Neil Diamond)

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(instrumental intro)

Rum's on the rocks; ain't no big surprise.
Scandal does stink in Iraq, but he lies.
He's got much to lose,
So he blames lowly crews... for the crime.

MPs took part in a "softening" role,
And contractors struck fear in the young and old.
How far they've gone:
Torture, they want; naked pile.

Words they said to taunt you.
Then they will really beat you.
Suddenly your lights are out; bare;
Walking in the buff.
They took pictures of you,
And they're laughing at you.
Nothing you can do or say.
You cannot leave, nor get away.
They all knew; it's wrong.

Web speed spread their deeds:
Pictures they took to flaunt.
Not much they can do,
Crimes revealed, they don't want.
We hear huge lies above,
And we're told that old Rum's on the rocks.

Words they said to taunt you.
Then they will really beat you.
Suddenly your lights are out; bare;
Walking in the buff.
They took pictures of you,
And they're laughing at you.
Nothing you can do or say.
You cannot leave, nor get away.
They all knew; it's wrong.

Rum's on the rocks; ain't no big surprise.
Scandal does stink in Iraq, but he lies.
How far they've gone:
Torture, they want; naked pile.

(instrumental ending)

Tuesday, May 11, 2004


U.S. Army Private Lynndie England, now undergoing military court martial, was identified from the infamous video and photographs taken at Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq

Meet Lynndie England
(Sung to the tune of "Weekend In New England" by Barry Manilow)

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Sad sight; pics taken by
Guards who had cheered
Attacks without pity;
Used torture and fear
On detainees in Abu... Ghraib; as they leered...
Which tells us

They terrorized; beat.
They planned to torture.
They knew was wrong; but won't end.
They plan to use torture again.

(instrumental break)

Smiled - Lynndie England;
Her fame today:
Like bloodsucking leeches;
Cruel games she played.
She starred in a story,
A trend of race hate...
Which tells us

They terrorized; beat.
They planned to torture.
They knew was wrong; but won't end.
They plan to use torture again.

Revealed - is change coming?
How high did this go?
Prisons slaves, flesh baring,
Attack dogs, blood flow.
Bush chooses to string out
His long siege of Baghdad.
He claims God in heaven
Says war's not so bad...
Said, "Sorry..."

They terrorized; beat.
They planned to torture.
They knew was wrong; but won't end.
They plan to use torture... again...
Again... again...

(instrumental ending)

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Satire about Bush's Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld, now facing calls for his resignation by Congress and by the entire world for allowing and covering up the Abu Ghraib military prison torture scandal in Iraq

Rumsfeld
(Sung to the tune of "Young Girl" by Gary Puckett & The Union Gap)

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(instrumental intro)

Rumsfeld... your job's on the line.
Now, all you do is evade and whine.
Hey, Mr. Rumsfeld...
Please resign, Rumsfeld.

What kind of harm in Iraq prisons
Did you keep secret - tortured youth?
Your lies, we don't believe.
We've had enough of you and Shrub.
This scandal hurts; you hid the truth...
So...

Rumsfeld... your job's on the line.
Now, all you do is evade and whine.
Hey, Mr. Rumsfeld...
Please resign, Rumsfeld.

Your firing now looms; big shake-up.
Crimes you enabled were disguised.
We know you knew,
And it was wrongfully, ignored with glee.
You and Bush Baby - soon, goodbye!
So...

Rumsfeld... your job's on the line.
Now, all you do is evade and whine.
Hey, Mr. Rumsfeld...
Please resign, Rumsfeld.

(instrumental break)

They ask at home, "Where's Osama?"
You sure have blundered, with your czar.
Get out of here, because you're out of time
To hide war crime.
The mess you've made has gone too far.
So...

Rumsfeld... your job's on the line.
Now, all you do is evade and whine.
Hey, Mr. Rumsfeld...
Please resign, Rumsfeld.

(repeat chorus and fade)
Satire about the prisoner torture scandal at the infamous Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq, which was kept secret for months by Rumsfeld (Rummy) and Bush (Dummy) until it was leaked to the press

Prison Bullies
(Sung to the tune of "Wolly Bully" by Sam the Sham & The Pharoahs)

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(instrumental intro)

Dummy asked Rummy,
"Hey, what's up in Iraq?"
Prisoner porn; nude men in a stack.

Prison bullies... prison bullies.
Prison bullies, prison bullies, prison bullies.

Rummy told Dummy,
"I couldn't take a chance.
Covered up the scandal,
To keep it spin-enhanced.

Prison bullies... prison bullies.
Prison bullies, prison bullies, prison bullies.

(instrumental break)

Dummy told Rummy,
"What the hell'd you do?
My polls have already
Fallen without you!"

Prison bullies... prison bullies.
Prison bullies, prison bullies, prison bullies.

Friday, May 07, 2004



Neo-Cons
(Sung to the tune of "On And On" by Stephen Bishop)

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(instrumental intro)

Admit mistakes? Oh, hell, no; they prop up the Moron.
Stole your money; Iraq... breaks apart.
Loathsome views; war was sold through their scam.
They should all be fired, not running... Uncle Sam.

Neo-cons; they just keep on lying.
All the while, U.S. troops are dying.
Neo-cons, neo-cons, neo-cons.

Shrub the Ninny stood alone with the Far Right.
Wanted war with Iraq; hatched a plan.
Said it didn't matter; ordered bombs from the sky.
Iraqis slaughtered, but they won't say why...

Neo-cons; they just keep on lying.
All the while, U.S. troops are dying.
Neo-cons, neo-cons, neo-cons.

During war time; they caused war crime.
Iraq war is going bad.
Bush did blow it.
He says, "Oh, sh*t!"
Send him away Election Ni-i-i-ight.

The Dim Son will get bolder; must expose how he scammed.
Boot this moron; choose another man.
'Cause Bush don't care; he says, "God made it clear."
Falling apart; Iraq war is damned.

Neo-cons; they just keep on lying.
All the while, U.S. troops are dying.
Neo-cons, neo-cons, neo-cons.

Neo-cons, neo-cons, neo-cons.
Neo-cons, neo-cons, neo-cons.
Neo-cons, neo-cons, neo-cons.

(instrumental ending)
Bush Just Happens To Be War-Crazy
(Sung to the tune of "You Don't Have To Be A Star" by Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis, Jr.)

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(instrumental intro)

World class dummy, this czar;
He's off the chart; war lust rages within.
Never-elected, this jerk;
Arrogant Smirk; world just despises him.

No, we won't heed this stupid czar.
Iraq was wrecked; he went too far.
The neo-cons lied; ten thousand have died.
With the Shrub, for war, they conspired.

Bush just happens to be war-crazy;
His "Free Iraq" show.
Bush just happens to be war-crazy;
His "Free Iraq" show.

(instrumental break)

Hides crimes, so nothing will show;
Will seal his doom, this election year.
His regime's running aground; war crimes were found.
Prison torture was clear.

Bush now hears jeering from the crowds;
Angered hearts shouting out loud.
No victory parade, unlike what he staged.
Quagmire 'til Election Day.

Bush just happens to be war-crazy;
His "Free Iraq" show.
Bush just happens to be war-crazy;
His "Free Iraq" show.

(instrumental break)

This stinkin' czar's out of time.
Let's vote Shrub out; let's throw out this bum.
World disgust at obscene war profits seen;
Greed is Number One.

No, we won't heed this stupid czar.
Iraq was wrecked; he went too far.
The neo-cons lied; ten thousand have died.
With the Shrub, for war, they conspired.

Bush just happens to be war-crazy;
His "Free Iraq" show.
Bush just happens to be war-crazy;
His "Free Iraq" show.

(repeat refrain and fade)

Thursday, May 06, 2004

Knowing He's W.
(Sung to the tune of "Knowing Me, Knowing You" by ABBA)

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(instrumental intro)

More war; more disaster.
Violence ever after.
Stalking Bush and his White House: fears on the rise.
This year's where his glory ends; could be goodbye.

Knowing he's W. (well, duhhh...)
There is nothing he can do.
Knowing he's W. (well, duhhh...)
He'll just have to face that his time is through.
Making up lies; always sleazy.
We'll vote and he'll have to go.
Knowing he's W,
Rid this pest and his coup.

We've seen... Bush ways... bad ways...
Plu-toc-racy... war craze...
Using bombs and killer drones... children he slayed.
Iraq quagmire now a mess... to his dismay...

Knowing he's W. (well, duhhh...)
There is nothing he can do.
Knowing he's W. (well, duhhh...)
He'll just have to face that his time is through
Making up lies; always sleazy.
We'll vote and he'll have to go.
Knowing he's W,
Rid this pest and his coup.

(instrumental break)

Knowing he's W. (well, duhhh...)
There is nothing he can do.
Knowing he's W. (well, duhhh...)
He'll just have to face that his time is through.
Making up lies; always sleazy.
We'll vote and he'll have to go.
Knowing he's W,
Rid this pest and his coup.

(repeat chorus and fade)

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

We Must Fight This Clown
(Sung to the tune of "Lights" by Journey)

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(instrumental intro)

We must fight this clown, without pity.
The Dim Son must go away.
We don't want him here, he's so sh*tty...
Go... that Bush, must go-o-o!

(instrumental break)

Yes, we think he's looney
Bush's friends are so looney, too.
Let's vote, send him back; send that sh*thead on his way.
Go... that Bush, must go-o-o!

He's mad, oh, he ignored warnings he was told
And W? W brought us harm
Through 9-1-1; 9-1-1!
So-o-o...

(instrumental break)

We must fight this clown, without pity.
The Dim Son must go away.
We don't want him here, he's so sh*tty...
Go... that Bush, must go-o-o!

(instrumental break)

We must fight this clown, without pity.
The Dim Son must go away.
We don't want him here, he's so sh*tty...
Go... that Bush, must go-o-o!

(instrumental ending)

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

Satire about the shocking abuse of Iraqi prisoners at Abu Ghraib prison by the U.S. occupation army and its civilian "contractor" interrogators

Iraq Prison Blues
(Sung to the tune of "Folsom Prison Blues" by Johnny Cash)

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As sung by an Iraqi imprisoned in the infamous Abu Ghraib prison:

I hear war planes a-hummin'
To bomb Iraq again.
My torturers had fun time;
I'm locked up in this pen.
I'm stuck in Iraq prison.
War crimes; head bags are on.
U.S. war planes keep on bombin'
Although Saddam has gone.

Damned torturers and rapists;
Apologists who spun
In service of the Bush Boy,
Who rules the world by gun.
Prison torture; what does he know?
How many here have died?
Since someone had blown the whistle,
The Bushies spun and lied.

Well, if they freed me from this prison,
And they'd let me speak my mind,
I'd bet there'd been more torture;
Iraqis maimed and blind.
And I'd tear down this damned prison;
Abu Ghraib, nay!
I thank those who blew the whistle.
Bush, just go away!


Hooded prisoner: This image from CBS's "60 Minutes" shows a hooded Iraqi prisoner standing on top of a box that appears to be connected to electrical wires.

Shouldn't It Be Rice
(Sung to the tune of "Wouldn't It Be Nice" by The Beach Boys)

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Shouldn't it be Rice to blame? (Let's scold her)
Terrorist attacks; she got it wrong.
And shouldn't it be Rice; who, hell for leather,
Wants the kind of world ruled by the strong?

'Cause things for Bush and Rice
Won't get much better.
Voters will chase the Right and then, forget her...

Shouldn't it be Rice who now must wake up?
Terror warnings she had failed to view.
Was Bush "heaven-sent" to rule forever,
Helped by brother Jeb, through Far Right coup?

Corporate crimes and war now never-ending;
Suspicions that has Condi still defending...
Shouldn't it be Rice?

Condi slipped; she thinks the Dubya dope will stay; that's quite untrue.
Rule again? He still would be a stupid king; Bush just won't do.
World would be buried...
Sack Bushies, so crappy...
Shouldn't it be Rice?

They crow 'bout dreams of war; they're hawks about it.
Iraq only gets worse, but still... they doubt it.
Inept; who'll get outed?
Shouldn't it be Rice?

Duh-buh-ya... Duh-buh-duh-buh-ya...

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Sunday, May 02, 2004

Bug Bush out of the White House!