(Sung to the tune of "The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance" by Gene Pitney)
[Sorry, no MIDI music is available]
Not mentally balanced, wears the crown; Shrub's a war hawk so snide, so snide.
Not mentally balanced, stalks around; henchmen, his flaws, they'd hide.
Stealing oil through guns, and ignored the law, 'cause Dubya thought he could.
When it came to lootin' sums so vast... he was mighty good.
To rout Middle East, Shrub's danger came; shreds law books in our land, this man's...
The kind of man whose zest and zeal would claim a troubled land.
Stealing oil through guns, and ignored the law, 'cause Dubya thought he could.
When it came to lootin' sums so vast... he was mighty good.
Neo-con plans would aid Dim Son; these neo-cons appall.
This monarch's not mentally balanced; he's not mentally balanced.
He must be crazy after all.
The Shrub, to this world's a hated man; preyed on Iraq, you know; preyed on...
He's tryin' to kill peaceful life, where Shrub is free to go.
Stealing oil through guns, and ignored the law, 'cause Dubya thought he could.
Thumping bibles, shakedowns by his caste; snubbed law books 'cause they could.
Through bombs and air raids, he preyed; Iraq still burns, through hateful Right... looney Right.
And nothin' we said could keep his plan from goin' out to fight.
For a moment, the world's protests were full-blown; uncaring, this king won't learn.
Only men of clout, like Bush's brother, are Dim Son's concern.
Dubya's herd: crackpots, all shout; crackpots made liberty fall.
This monarch's not mentally balanced; he's not mentally balanced.
He must be crazy after all.
This monarch's not mentally balanced; he's not mentally balanced.
He must be crazy after all.
