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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(instrumental intro)

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)