Thursday, September 30, 2004

Hey, hey! Daddy-o! Will your daughters have to go?
Collage of American soldiers killed in Iraq by Bush's war of choice

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Monday, September 27, 2004

STUPIDMAN



(Click on the picture to hear the original Superman theme)

Bastard of the cheating ballot....
Made powerful through the profit motive...
Able to wreck tall buildings with a single bomb...
Look! Son of a spy! It's a bird, with no brain. It's Stupidman!
Yes, it's Stupidman! Taken prisoner is our entire planet, yes, the Earth,
by powerful utilities and Far Right Wing Republicans. Stupidman!
Who can't change, of course; he's chicken-livered. His men steal from our land.
And who, disguised as George Bush, ill-mannered White House squatter
for the great Republican crime caper, fights a never-ending battle for
untruth, injustice, and the Republican Way.

Saturday, September 25, 2004



As Michael Moore's documentary "Fahrenheit 911" showed, dumbfounded Bush remained for 7 long minutes in a Florida classroom on 9/11/01 and continued to read a children's book, "My Pet Goat" after being informed by Andrew Card, who whispered in his ear that the World Trade Towers had been attacked.

Read "My Pet Goat"
(Sung to the tune of "A White Sport Coat (And a Pink Carnation) by Marty Robbins)

Click HERE for MIDI

(instrumental intro)

Read "My Pet Goat," with no quick summation.
Bush messed up, was in a trance.
Read "My Pet Goat," with no quick summation.
Acting alone, took no chance.

We haven't too long to go;
To the polls, to end his show.
He's deranged of mind, it seems;
Fooled himself and sold war dreams.

Read "My Pet Goat," with no quick summation.
Hides from the truth, he's screwed.
Bush messed up, was in a trance.
Acting alone, took no chance.

We haven't too long to go;
To the polls, to end his show.
He's deranged of mind, it seems;
Fooled himself and sold war dreams.

Read "My Pet Goat," with no quick summation.
Hides from the truth, he's screwed.
Don't Give This Bum More Years
(Sung to the tune of "The Hungry Years" by Neil Sedaka)

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(instrumental intro)

Bush wants to remain on top.
His polls kept dropping; he's still a flop.
Regime's in tatters, leading us nowhere.
Neocons together... built disastrous foreign affairs.

Bush spins so fast; truth, he won't tell.
Our soldiers die in Iraq hell.
Folks didn't know this tyrant is quite mad.
Everything he wanted... was to be a king like Dad.

Don't give this bum more years...
To go commit more crimes.
Was just four years ago, when Bushies hatched their slime.
Made slaves of me and you;
Law tossed along the way.

No good; Bush and his kind;
Plot to see more war;
Plundering the world, what they hunger for.
Cooking up war cheers...
Don't give this bum more years.

He got his war dream: 9-1-1.
Afghanistan bombed by Dim Son.
Iraq, his goal. was breached, to please this czar.
The things that he was after: Iraq's oil, from afar.

World can't stand George W.
This foolish king says nothing new.
Big fall to earth, the price he'll have to pay.
Vote and send him home;
Send him back Election Day.

Don't give this bum more years...
To go commit more crimes.
Was just four years ago, when Bushies hatched their slime.
Made slaves of me and you;
Law tossed along the way.

No good; Bush and his kind;
Plot to see more war;
Plundering the world, what they hunger for.
Cooking up war cheers...
Don't give this bum more years...

Don't give this bum more years.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Thursday, September 23, 2004

"Gollum" W. Bush stars in...

THE LORD OF THE RIGHT WING

Anti-Bush Parody of "Lord Of The Rings"

Flash animation at: http://flash.bushrecall.org/

Originally posted December 3, 2003:

Bush Lives In A Bubble
(Sung to the tune of "Message In A Bottle" by The Police)

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(instrumental intro)

Critics blast away at his hypocrisy,
But Bush won't hear; just see more looniness
Than any man would dare.
Mess you see: his war, will fall into despair.

Defending his B.S. to the world,
Defending his B.S. to the world,
Defending his B.S. to the world.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
Bush lives in a bubble.

Bush fears his past will just lose him votes,
But he should have known this;
Fights he did start.
Looney dope can't keep it together.
Shrub has ended life,
And Shrub's mistakes aren't smart.

Defending his B.S. to the world,
Defending his B.S. to the world,
Defending his B.S. to the world.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
Bush lives in a bubble.
Iraq's now warring; won't believe what he saw.
And now a million troubles f**k up his oil war.
Dreams to keep his throne, which is not his own.
Critics (a billion) blast away:
"Crook-king, just go home!"

Defending his B.S. to the world,
Defending his B.S. to the world,
Defending his B.S. to the world.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
This dope, the Dim Son, gets by.
Bush lives in a bubble.

(repeat chorus and fade)

Monday, September 20, 2004

Following Ivan the Terrible...

Sunday, September 19, 2004


Beavis

Buckhead - Freeper blogger who attempted to discredit 1972 memos cited by CBS News, showing Bush went AWOL

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Vice President Cheney took fear mongering to a new level when he stated in public that the United States risked suffering another terrorist attack if voters make "the wrong choice" in November 2004 elections.

Vote For Our Guy Or You'll Die
(Sung to the tune of "Eye In The Sky" by Alan Parsons Project)

As sung by Vice Emperor Dick Cheney to American voters:

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(instrumental intro)

You'll be... sorry, if you're misled.
I'm not... telling fables of dread.
We've taken lots of chances at war,
But you're not gonna live like before;
Don't task me!
Terrorist foes... grow bold if you vote without thinking.

"Sixteen... words" from Bush's address?
Iraq... quagmire's still a success.
I've heard the accusations before:
My cronies on the take for this war.
Believe me...
We've won oil prize,
So we're criticized for receiving.

Vote for our guy or you'll die (George W.)
Do not heed your mind.
Terrorists break all the rules;
Healing's for fools.
We must feed our kind.
More troops must bleed to succeed in war;
You know that.
Bush can't be defied...
Bush can't be defied...
Bush can't be defied...
Bush can't be defied...

Don't grieve... no collusions you'll find.
Don't try... regime change isn't kind!
John Kerry cannot rule durin' our war.
'Cause you're not gonna live like before,
Believe me... Saddam had ties
To al-Qaeda; lines we're retrieving.

Vote for our guy or you'll die (George W.)
Do not heed your mind.
Terrorists break all the rules;
Healing's for fools.
We must feed our kind.
More troops must bleed to succeed in war;
You know that.
Bush can't be defied...
Bush can't be defied...
Bush can't be defied...
Bush can't be defied...

(repeat final line and fade)

Friday, September 17, 2004

After his father's big wig friends got Dubya a coveted slot in the "Champagne Unit" of the Texas Air National Guard during the Vietnam War, Dubya went AWOL during 1972-73 and still refuses to explain why there are no records or reliable eye witnesses proving he served his national guard duty in Alabama

Faked Guard Duty
(Sung to the tune of "Shake Your Booty" by K.C. & The Sunshine Band)

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(instrumental intro)

Bush and buddies... fight Vietnam War? Fat chance!
Lies, press revealing... Dubya tries to dance.
Faked, faked, faked... faked, faked, faked...
Faked his duty... faked Guard duty.

Bush is panned... Lies he'll sell... Give him hell.
Don't let Bush... rule the world... it's time he fell.

Bush faked, faked, faked... faked, faked, faked...
Faked his duty... faked Guard duty.
Bush faked, faked, faked... faked, faked, faked...
Faked his duty... faked Guard duty.

Faked, faked... faked, faked...
Bush faked, faked... faked, faked...

Bush faked, faked, faked... faked, faked, faked...
Faked his duty... faked Guard duty.
Bush faked, faked, faked... faked, faked, faked...
Faked his duty... faked Guard duty.

Bush faked, faked... faked, faked...
Faked Guard duty, chickenhawk appealing.
Faked, faked... faked, faked...
Faked his duty, don't give him any chance.

Faked, faked... faked, faked...
Faked Guard duty; Bush said "Screw it! Screw it!"
Faked, faked, faked, faked.
Faked Guard dudy; vote for Kerry now.

Faked, faked...faked, faked...
Faked Guard duty, Dubya.
Faked, faked, faked, faked...
Faked his duty; forget Bush's bluster.

Faked, faked, come on, you fake, fake... come on.
Guard duty... faked his duty, uh-huh...

(fade)

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Bush is not only a flop - he's the real flip-flopper.

THE FLOP
(Sung to the tune of "At The Hop" by Danny & The Juniors)

New audio recording - parody lyrics by Ralph Paterno - click link below

http://www.politicalsongs.net
Is Bush really "cut out" to be pResident?

Monday, September 13, 2004

Can't The Right Wing Prevent This?
(Sung to the tune of "Night Train To Memphis" by Rick Nelson)

As sung by pResident Bush to his advisors about Michael Moore's popular anti-Bush documentary, Fahrenheit 9-11, scheduled for DVD release one month before the 2004 elections

[Sorry, no MIDI music is available]

(instrumental intro)

Can't the right wing prevent this?
Can't the right wing prevent this?
Moore's film in now riling the nation.
Help me fight, I beseech you; help me fight, I beseech you.
Help prop up my administration.

I'm a ruler...
I'm a ruler...
If thrown out, then my rule gets thrown away.
If too many voters see what Moore's film does to me
I'll have doubts I will rule Election Day.

(instrumental break)

Can't the right wing prevent this?
Can't the right wing prevent this?
You know I'm still longing to be here.
Got my mandate from heaven by exploiting 9/11
Just help keep shoutin' "I'm a ruler."

I'm a ruler...
I'm a ruler...
If thrown out, then my rule gets thrown away.
If too many voters see what Moore's film does to me
I'll have doubts I will rule Election Day.

(instrumental break)

Can't the right wing prevent this?
Can't the right wing prevent this?
Jeb must engineer a vote debacle.
Keep the Swift Boat Vets a-floatin'
Do my bidding, help my votin'
Then I'll still rule the world, I'm a hopin'.

I'm a ruler...
I'm a ruler...
If thrown out, then my rule gets thrown away.
If too many voters see what Moore's film does to me
I'll have doubts I will rule Election Day.

(instrumental ending)

Friday, September 10, 2004

Hell, No, W!
(Sung to the tune of "Hello, Mary Lou" by Rick Nelson)

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Disaster looms Election Day.
Blast the Shrub's big lies away.
His coup, unwanted rule will be no more.
What goes around will come around;
A Bush defeat sucks all the sound
From all the things he did that led to war.

We'll say, "Hell, no, W!
You'll depart!"
Beat W, and crow when he is through.
He's through, W,
Was never smart.
Say "Hell, no, W!
You'll depart!"

For Bush, pink slip will be our choice.
Relieve him through our votes, our voice.
Of course, Bush shouldn't stay another day.
He's bought up by the looney Right.
Used arms and clout to pick a fight
With all who didn't see George Bush's way.

We'll say, "Hell, no, W!
You'll depart!"
Beat W, and crow when he is through.
He's through, W,
Was never smart.
Say "Hell, no, W!
You'll depart!"

Say "Hell, no, W!
You'll depart!"
Dubya inspires voters in 2004... Really.
John Leguizamo quote: "Latins {voting} for Republicans? It's like roaches for Raid."

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Angry parents "thank" Bush for death of their soldier son in Iraq. Click on photo for full news story:

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

A Thousand Points of Blight

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Now that's what I call a mug shot

Sunday, September 05, 2004

Inspired by the title of a column written by Tamara Baker in American Politics Journal - dedicated to Sen. Zell Miller (D-GA), who gave a hate-filled keynote speech attacking John Kerry and his own party at the Republican National Convention

Psycho Miller
(Sung to the tune of "Psycho Killer" by The Talking Heads)

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(instrumental intro)

Zell can't seem to face up to facts.
Incensed, in service of Bush; verbal ax.
A big creep, and his head's on fire.
So touchy, and a great big liar.

Psycho Miller!
What's he said?
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-Dubya's better
Spun, spun, spun, spun, spun, spun spun away...

Addressing all the nation, his speech has diminished it.
He's squawking a lot, but he's not sayin' anything.
Miller had nothing to say, as his lips revealed.
Save Bush the dunce, Zell, save him again.

Psycho Miller!
What's he said?
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-Dubya's better
Spun, spun, spun, spun, spun, spun spun away...

Psycho Miller!
What's he said?
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-Dubya's better
Spun, spun, spun, spun, spun, spun spun away...

Zell, you can bet, loves Dub-ya.
Yes, Zell just loves his czar.
A Democrat, so bizarre.
GOP made him star, their way
Zell's insane and he is blind.
He hates people who are not far right.

Psycho Miller!
What's he said?
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-Dubya's better
Spun, spun, spun, spun, spun, spun spun away...

Psycho Miller!
What's he said?
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-Dubya's better
Spun, spun, spun, spun, spun, spun spun away...

No no no no no no no no no...

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Republican Convention
(Sung to the tune of "Revolution" by The Beatles)
By Alvin Dover & W. Tong

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(instrumental intro)

Republicans held their convention,
And, hell, did they show...
They want Bush to rule the world.

"Forever war" is their intention,
And, hell, did they show...
They want Bush to rule the world.

We heard Bush talk without instruction:
He said his "War on Terra" was in doubt.
Yes, he knows it's gonna be... his blight!
His blight!
His blight!

They said more Bush is their solution,
More hell they would throw
On Iraq, Afghanistan.

They've shredded U.S. Constitution.
Oh, hell, they would throw
Dissenters into the can.

Because they raised money from people with minds that hate,
The chickenhawk neocons want a police state.
People, see the G.O.P.'s... far right.
Far right!
Far right!

(instrumental break)

'Gainst Bush, go vote your retribution,
Say, "Hell, Bush must go!"
We all want to change the head.

They're selling war (oil prostitution).
Say, "Hell, Bush must go!"
Sold war through lies when Bush misled.

They're trashing John Kerry and showing they're desperate now.
Bush really can't take it, dissent's not allowed.
People, see the G.O.P.'s... far right.
Far right!
Far right!

(repeat final refrain and fade)
Stop Bush Baby
(Sung to the tune of "Rock Your Baby" by George McCrae)

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(long instrumental intro)

Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!
Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!

Vote... go and do it.
Just say to Bush, "You're booted.
You've fu**ed up your part.
No more wars will you start."

Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!
Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!

Yeah, go and fight...
With all your might.
Go vote; the Shrub must go.
Let's make Bush eat some crow.

Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!
Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!

Come on...

(instrumental break)

Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!
Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!

Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!
Moron... taking oil with arms.
Stop Bush Baby!

(repeat chorus and fade)


Dedicated to delusional faux Democrat, Senator Zell Miller (D-GA), who delivered a raving, anti-Kerry keynote speech at the 2004 Republican national convention

Why Does Zell Love W?
(Sung to the tune of "If I Fell" by The Beatles)

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Why does Zell love W?
Not a word Bush said was true.
He'd help Bush... rule this land.
Why is Zell in love with war?
Wants us to give Shrub years more
To hatch right wing plans.

Democrats throw darts... at you;
Kissed up Der F├╝hrer.
Zell, you're worlds apart
From us, who loathe Shrub's war torture.

Zell's war lust construed
To please George Bush's pride.
But the Shrub is through;
His sleaze will hurt his side for sure.

Bombing other lands for gain.
Bush lies, but Zell's satisfied with Shrub's... looney reign.

Bush the dope will be... defied;
No more of W.
Bush will be... denied;
He hasn't earned term two.

Why does Zell love W?

(instrumental ending)

Are You Mad Enough
(Sung to the tune of "Are You Man Enough" by The Four Tops)

(Sorry, there is no MIDI music available)

(instrumental intro)

No more free speech, or Bush will squawk.
Ashcroft will watch just... who you're talking to.
They're out to get you.
Our rights attacked with a smiling face.
Next thing you know, there's a jail space for you.
Without regret, too.
The people lose when Bush folks win;
There is nothing that they won't do.

Are you mad enough?
Have you had enough?
Are you gonna vote and take Bush down?
Bush's evil guys... want their power prize.
They still want to be around.
Bush rewards rich friends,
And war never ends.
Do you think that this is fair?
Are you mad enough
To call Bush's bluff?
Boot him out with Tony Blair.

(brief instrumental break)

His term is ending; send Shrub away.
For his missteps and mistakes, we'll make him lose.
And Shrub's still lying.
Bush plots more trouble to please Far Right.
When no one's looking, he'd steal your right to choose.
And he won't stop trying.
Although he bungled and lied for war,
He'll try keeping you all confused.

Are you mad enough?
Have you had enough?
Are you gonna vote and take Bush down?
Bush's evil guys want their power prize.
They still want to be around.
Bush rewards rich friends,
And war never ends.
Do you think that this is fair?
Are you mad enough
To call Bush's bluff?
Boot him out with Tony Blair.

Got to beat this guy; war disaster's why
We have record debt.
We need to expose where our money goes
For the "terr-ist threat."

Bush throng connives; they're taking lives; their war is cruel.
They're backing Bush, though he is a fool.

Are you mad enough?
Have you had enough?
Are you gonna vote and take Bush down?
Bush's evil guys want their power prize.
They still want to be around.
Bush rewards rich friends,
And war never ends.
Do you think that this is fair?
Are you mad enough
To call Bush's bluff?
Boot him out with Tony Blair.

(repeat chorus and fade)

Friday, September 03, 2004

Zelling Out


Two former Democratic supporters turned sell-outs, Dennis Miller and Sen. Zell Miller, drink the GOP Kool-Aid

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Click link to hear The Wartime President Song, a great MP3 audio parody by the California rock band ARIEL (lyrics by JJ Jenkins and George Petersen)
(Sung to the tune of "This Old Man")

Visit http://www.jenpet.com/warprez.html to read the complete lyrics while you listen.