(Sung to the tune of "Angel of the Morning" by Juice Newton)
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(instrumental intro)
With bombs to fling on foreign lands,
Emperor Shrub's not kind at heart.
Iraq must bleed; Afghanistan...
Attacked through lies, for wars to start.
Bush will not heed protests at home.
He's cold enough to kill and yawn.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Through minds so weak, zealots believe Bush Baby.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Press toadies earned their pay... with glee.
King of the dumb Right sure is dim;
To them, don't matter anyhow.
Abroad, he's heckled, and gets pinned
By a free press; Bush has a cow.
We are all victims of the Right;
Their taunts are blinded by their spite.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Through minds so weak, zealots believe Bush Baby.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Press toadies earned their pay... with glee.
(instrumental break)
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Through minds so weak, zealots believe Bush Baby.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Press toadies earned their pay... with glee.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Through minds so weak, zealots believe Bush Baby.
Bush is the Angel of the Right Wing (angel)
Press toadies earned their pay...
Lie down, let Bush get his way...
With glee.
(repeat chorus and fade)
