Sending More Troops, You'll See
(Sung to the tune of "Sloop John B" by The Beach Boys)

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As sung by Emperor Dubya regarding his Iraq quagmire:

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I'm sending more troops - you'll see.
My plan: "democracy."
More bombs will be dropped down; we'll go it alone.
With more armed might, we'll soon win this fight.
Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

Rejoice now, for we won't fail.
Have faith, don't be upset.
We'll draft more troops for this war, not let them go home.
Let them go home?! Can't let them go home!
Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

Iraq's fate won't be sunk
By rebels and all their bunk.
Elections will soon be done, and I'll get my way.
I'm on the throne; Iraq will stay a war zone.
Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

Rejoice now, for we won't fail.
Have faith, don't be upset.
We'll draft more troops for this war, not let them go home.
Let them go home?! Can't let them go home!
Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

A stalemate gives me the fits!
So bombs away, blow 'em to bits!
Don't play by the book; use torture, make prisoner porn.
Can't let them go home; let them go home?!
Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

Rejoice now, for we won't fail.
Have faith, don't be upset.
We'll draft more troops for this war, not let them go home.
Let them go home?! Can't let them go home!
Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

Won't be no shake-up; our troops won't go home.

Ain't Quittin' In Iraq - There's No Way
(Sung to the tune of "Sittin' On The Dock Of The Bay" by Otis Redding)

As sung by Emperor Bush, refusing to recognize his Iraq quagmire

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Quittin' when this war ain't done?
Won't be quittin' until kingdom come!
Watch my warships roll in.
I can shock and blow 'em away again.

Ain't quittin' in Iraq - there's no way!
I've got my pride; troops will stay.
No, ain't quittin' in Iraq - there's no way!
This place is mi-i-i-ine.

I rule at home; hide war dead.
Terrorists get sent away.
They'll have nothing to live for,
When they're sent down to Guantanamo Bay.

Ain't quittin' in Iraq - there's no way!
I've got my pride; troops will stay.
No, ain't quittin' in Iraq - there's no way!
This place is mi-i-i-ine.

Look here - nothing's gonna change!
Everything will remain the same.
You will do what my people tell you to do.
Just say yes, and refrain from blame...

Troops are here, testing war zone.
This war ain't a mess, and I'll keep my throne.
Few thousand lives or one;
We'll stay in Iraq, 'til done.

Ain't quittin' in Iraq - there's no way!
I've got my pride; troops will stay.
No, ain't quittin' in Iraq - there's no way!
This place is mi-i-i-ine.

(Bush whistles in the dark...)

Protest His Inauguration
(Sung to the tune of "Just My Imagination" by The Temptations)

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Bush plays his Nintendo; won't watch events as they pass by-y.
He says to himself, "I'm su-uch a lucky guy-uy.
I am the world ruler... the neocons' dream come true.
Running my empire and the world... which belongs to me."

Millions protest his inauguration... and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-a-tion... and his theocracy.

Dead troops get buried, to grieving families;
Bush had chosen to steal oil out of a country,
Killing children, by decree.
He'll tell you li-i-i-ies... to realize it all.
World empire is his dream; oil to steal, through his schemes.

Millions protest his inauguration (once again)... and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-a-tion... and his theocracy.

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Every night, on his knees, Bush prays:
"Dear Lord, hear my plea...
Don't ever let Democrats take power from me,
Or I will surely cry-y-y...
Oh, my war is... heavenly;
Using arms emboldens me.
Saddam surrendered rapidly.
But in Iraq, can't see... the cakewalk that Dick sold me."

Protest his inauguration (once again)... and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-ation... and his theocracy.

Millions protest his inauguration (once again)... and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-a-tion... and his theocracy.

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Dedicated to Dubya The Bogus POTUS, the most despised world leader in history

Great Fake
(Sung to the tune of "Daybreak" by Barry Manilow)

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[NOTE: The MIDI file does not play the complete song - sorry, that is the only version that I could find]

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Shrub's king of all the world.
War crimes, neocons cheer it and spin.
Bush and club just spin.
Shrub's king of all the world.
Bush's buddies bought him his win;
Padded his votes where thin.
He'd been running aground, in his first year.
Finding war pride; blinds us with fear.

He's the Great Fake,
We don't trust nor believe.
Bush is the Great Fake,
Whose war crimes aggrieve.
Shrub's the Great Fake,
Who will only deceive.
His name is slime, slime, slime
All around the world.
(King Bush screwed the world... this king... this king...
King Bush screwed the world... this king... this king...)

King Bush to the world:
"I'm annointed with divine crown."
There's so much Shrub would dare.
Shrub's king of all the world,
Who won't see his plans falling down;
Ill feeling's everywhere.
He's been closing his eyes, getting his way.
Hides from the crowds... from what they say:

He's the Great Fake,
We don't trust nor believe.
Bush is the Great Fake,
Whose war crimes aggrieve.
Shrub's the Great Fake,
Who will only deceive.
His name is slime, slime, slime
All around the world.
(King Bush screwed the world... this king... this king...
King Bush screwed the world... this king... this king...)

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To Insanity, And Beyond!

No Friends In The World
(Sung to the tune of "The End of the World" by Skeeter Davis)

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Lies from Dim Son; Powell's resigning.
Lies and deceit for his war.
Bush must go; has no friends in the world;
Not fooled by Shrubby anymore.

Lied, through false words; bombs he's flinging.
Iraqis charred by war club.
Bush must go; has no friends in the world.
Peace ended 'cause our boss is Shrub.

Bush made up bogus warnings as he blundered.
War posturing's the same as it was.
Iraq's plundered land, Iraq's plundered land,
Huge life loss, bombing as he does.

Abu Ghraib prisoner beatings;
Covered up lies about why.
Bush must go; has no friends in the world.
Let's end his term; impeach this guy.

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Bush must go; has no friends in the world.
Let's end his term; impeach this guy.

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Created Great Danger
(Sung to the tune of "Away In A Manger")

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Created great danger through wars that he spread;
The Shrub claims that Jesus supports how he "led."
Rained bombs from the sky on Iraq to slay;
His oil war for Jesus, the neocon way.

Insurgency growing; Bush Baby's mistakes:
Ignored, 'cause he's "Caesar" - through lying, he fakes.
He loves war, this Caesar; don't dare ask him why.
When torture turns fatal, mere warnings get by.

So eerie, Shrub's hubris, as emperor, he'll play.
This liar will never be legit, we say.
Blasts women and children with bombs from the air.
Iraq means oil heaven; why our troops die there.

States That Are Blue Wished For No W
(Sung to the tune of "Blue Christmas")

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States that are Blue... wished for... No W!
States that are Blue... want Bush gone; no doubt, true.
In this nation, the Red states killed democracy;
"There ain't a thing wrong with Bush" - what they believe.

States that are blue... cursed Halliburton.
Want Duh-Buh-You thrown out, for certain.
We're bein' screwed by Far Right.
We won't give up the fight.
Reviled, Bush won't have... Blues' well wishes.

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