On Top Are Bush Cronies
(Sung to the tune of "On Top Of Old Smoky")

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(instrumental intro)

On top are Bush cronies;
They all have to go!
Lives lost through Bush-lovers,
Katrina did show.

Whose friends robbed our treasure?
Pretender-in-Chief.
New Orleans discovered
They'd get no relief.

Mike Brown would snow-job you;
So clueless, this knave
Shirked blame when New Orleans
Became a wet grave.

"Great job!" said George W,
To Brown, who went bust.
Competence trumped by friendship,
We no longer trust.

Bush bugged by big issues;
He'll tell you more lies
'Bout Iraq and his failed road;
Policies we despise.

Mike Chertoff was waitin'
For people to flee
Before he took action
With his bureaucracy.

Inept cronies who dither
While poor people die;
No blame Brown was takin'
As he said goodbye.

On top are Bush cronies;
They all have to go!
Lives lost through Bush-lovers,
Katrina did show.