(Sung to the tune of "How Can I Be Sure?" by The Rascals)
As sung by Dubya:
(instrumental intro)
Why can't I be Führer?
Oil world needs constant arranging.
Why can't I be Führer...
To command this coup?
Through power, I....
Through power, I am gonna stay to screw.
I'm gonna lie...
'Cause I don't know what the hay to do.
What do I know? Neo-cons all tried to use me.
Trying too hard can confuse me.
Vote for me; don't take my crown.
Through power, I....
Through power, I am gonna say to you:
My alibi... for killin' people: to get terr'ists' clues.
Maybe I'm just running aground,
Through my f**k-ups; my head pounds.
It's so sh*tty.
I'm ranting because I'm called Dumb One.
My committee still loves W.
Why can't I be Führer?
I'll really, really, really run the sho-o-ow.
I'll really, really, really run the sho-o-ow...
(instrumental break)
Hell for leather...
War we have got; stick together.
Together, hopes things will get better.
It's W., W. forever.
No limits; I won't be bound.
Why can't I be Führer?
Oil world needs constant arranging.
Why can't I be Führer...
To command this coup...
