Our Troops Won't Be Home For The Holidays
(Sung to the tune of "There's No Place Like Home For The Holidays" by Perro Como)

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(instrumental intro)

No, our troops won't be home for the holidays;
'Cause they're scattered to a far away war zone.
Dubya whines, cause there's no sign of an ending phase;
The insurgency says "Get out of our home!"

Bush is a man who hates democracy; war he was headin' for.
Oil war mania sold through bogus tales and lies.
In Pennsylvania, folks there voted down George Dubya and his war.
But our land's been made horrific; Bush is pseudoscientific.

No, our troops won't be home for the holidays;
'Cause they're scattered to far away war zone.
Bush is taunted as crappy in a million ways.
Bush's folly hazed; he can't leave home, sweet home.

(instrumental break)

Bush is a man who hates democracy; war he was headin' for.
Oil war mania sold through bogus tales and lies.
In Pennsylvania, folks there voted down George Dubya and his war.
But our land's been made horrific; Bush is pseudoscientific.

No, our troops won't be home for the holidays;
'Cause they're scattered to a far away war zone.
Bush is taunted as crappy in a million ways.
Bush's folly hazed; he can't leave home, sweet home.

Bush's folly hazed; he can't leave home, sweet home.