Thursday, March 30, 2006

A Legacy of Unmatched Failure: Bush's "What, Me Worry?" pResidency
King Bush's Carnival of Fools: Ain't It A Gas?
Bush blames Saddam for the failed Iraq war

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Shady Scalia at a church, taking lessons from Dick Cheney
The only thing we have to fear is the Fearmonger himself

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Congressman Charles Rangel, on the Presidunce
Bush unites Latin America as a hated figure

Link: http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/c/a/2006/03/26/INGFRHSVGT1.DTL&type=printable
The Cheney Monster

Friday, March 24, 2006

LATE BREAKING NEWS...
In a pre-emptive response to the threat of the bird flu, President Bush has today ordered the bombing of the Canary Islands.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

No Credibility
(Sung to the tune of "Personality" by Lloyd Price)

Record low opinion polls of Bush's presidency have also revealed that the three most common words associated with Dubya are now "incompetent," "liar," and "idiot."

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(instrumental intro)

Over! It's over, for the regime of W.
Over! It's over, there's no more Bush can do.
It's over! It's over, regime of Smirking Fool.
It's over! It's over, for the Chief Fool, W.

Shrub's got no... credibility.
Squat... credibility.
Naught... credibility.
Nil... credibility.
Harmed... credibility.
Flubbed... credibility.
What's the cause? Bush-rot!
Our state's apart.
Over! It's over, for the regime of W.
Over! It's over, there's no more Bush can do.

Over! It's over, for the regime of W.
Over! It's over; money had trumped the truth.
Over! It's over; all polls say Shrub's a fool.
It's over! It's over, for the Chief Fool, W.

Shrub's got no... credibility.
Squat... credibility.
Naught... credibility.
Nil... credibility.
Harmed... credibility.
Flubbed... credibility.
What's the cause? Bush-rot!
Our state's apart
Over! It's over, for the regime of W.
Over! It's over, there's no more Bush can do.

(repeat chorus and fade)
Bush's Polls Smell Worse Than Elephant Dung
Do The Math...
Dud, with a capital "D"

Tuesday, March 21, 2006


... No, not with all that blood on his hands.
My Approval's Down To 34 - It's Time To Start Another War

The Sock Puppet Regime


"DUBYA and his REICH WING

Here are a few things to remember about DUBYA and his REICH WING.
Iraq is to Poland as DUBYA is to Adolf.

It is, however, insulting to compare DUBYA to Hitler.
DUBYA is far more destructive, evil and stupid."

Source: http://leapingrealeyes.blogspot.com/2006/03/dubya-and-his-reich-wing.html Read his list of 86 Bush scandals.
THE BUSHIT BRIGADE: Wrong About EVERYTHING in Iraq

Monday, March 20, 2006

How To Get A Conservative To Lie
Bush's Bastard Child: The Iraq War
It's Groundhog Day - It's 2003 All Over Again

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Dunce Cap, His Crown
(Sung to the tune of "Cathy's Clown" by The Everly Brothers)

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Don't want the Shrub's... Iraq war.
World boos and hisses, that's for sure.
Folks die each time... his bombs rain down.
Clearly dumb; dunce cap, his crown.

Bush thought he'd stand tall.
His oil war plan trumps all.
But we all know he's selling lies;
Jailing those who criticize.
We should demand his fall.

Don't want the Shrub's... Iraq war.
World boos and hisses, that's for sure.
Folks die each time... his bombs rain down.
Clearly dumb; dunce cap, his crown.

Power seized by spreading fear.
Only right wing dunces cheer.
Don't you think their kind are mad?
Bush stole his seat by hanging chad;
Grabbing power he won't share.

Don't want the Shrub's... Iraq war.
World boos and hisses, that's for sure.
Folks die each time... his bombs rain down.
Clearly dumb; dunce cap, his crown.

Dunce cap, his crown...
Dunce cap, his crown...
Dunce cap, his crown...

(fade)

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Iraq Gets Bombed, For Distraction
(Sung to the tune of "I Can't Get No Satisfaction" by The Rolling Stones)

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As sung by Emperor Dubya to his dwindling crowd of supporters, while desperately trying to keep U.S. voters distracted by advocating more war, with a massive new bombing attack on Iraq

(instrumental intro)

Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Folks will die... folks will die... folks will die... folks will die...
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)

I'm connivin' for more war,
Which I'd planned 'cause I'm an oil whore.
I'm selling you war, more war,
Based on some useless information,
Designed to save my administration.

Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Go, go, go, go!
Hey, hey, hey!
Let's bomb today!

Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Folks will die... folks will die... folks will die... folks will die...
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)

What you're watchin' on TV:
Propaganda oh-so-stealthy, but facts are irking me.
And I've hidden my plans with mirrors and smoke.
I've gutted democracy.

Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Go, go, go, go!
Hey, hey, hey!
Let's bomb today!

Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Folks will die... folks will die... folks will die... folks will die...
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)

I'm despised now around the world,
People boo and hiss, and I have to scat.
While I'm hidin' like a squirrel, Rove tells me,
"Sir, you'll need a comeback, or you'll look weak,
'Cause your polls are on a losing streak!"

Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Go, go, go, go!
Hey, hey, hey!
Let's bomb today!

Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Iraq gets bombed, for distraction.
Folks will die... folks will die... folks will die... folks will die...
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)
Iraq gets bombed... (guitar riff)

Bombed for distraction...
Bombed for distraction...

(fade)

I'm Just Wild About Mary
(Sung to the tune of "I'm Just Wild About Harry" by Judy Garland)

Inspired by new reports that porn star Mary Carey (who ran for Governor of California for the GOP) will be meeting personally with President Bush; no doubt, causing some of his religious right base to have a holy cow. As sung by Emperor Dubya:

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I'm just wild about Mary
And Mary's just wild about me.
Though my base just hisses 'bout Porn Misses;
Made ill by what they'd see.

We'll meet for dinner, so handy.
It's all 'bout money, can't you see?
Oh, I'm just wild about Mary.
And she's just wild about me.

(instrumental)

Now, I'm just wild about Mary.
And she's just wild about me.
My base just hisses 'bout Porn Misses;
Made ill by what they'd see.

Say, now...
We'll meet for dinner, so handy.
It's all 'bout money, can't you see?
Oh, I'm just wild about -
She ain't no girl scout...
She's just wild about me.
I Aimed Wild And Hit Harry
(Sung to the tune of "I'm Just Wild About Harry" by Judy Garland)

As sung by Deadeye Dick Cheney, who nearly killed fellow hunter and Republican lawyer Harry Whittington with an errant shotgun blast while on a canned quail hunt at a private Texas ranch

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I aimed wild and hit Harry.
Is Harry riled about me?
The press boos and hisses, 'bout what this is:
Killing small birds that flee.

I need to spin; whatever's handy.
Shielded by money, that is me.
So, I aimed wild and hit Harry.
But he ain't riled at me.

(instrumental)

So what?
I aimed wild and hit Harry.
Is Harry riled about me?
The press boos and hisses, 'bout what this is:
Killing small birds that flee.

I need to spin; whatever's handy.
Shielded by money, that is me.
So, I aimed wild, all out...
From ICU, got out.
But he ain't riled at me.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006


Birdshot Whizzin' Blues
(Sung to the tune of "Folsom Prison Blues" by Johnny Cash)

As sung by Deadeye Dick Cheney, after shooting fellow Republican hunter Harry Whittington at a canned quail hunt on a private Texas ranch:

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(instrumental intro)

Thought I heard quail comin'
I fired my gun again.
But I hit Harry this time;
Bad news I had to spin.
All my birdshot went a-whizzin'
Oh, Harry, please hang on.
Gives me pain to be exposin'
For what I must atone.

I babysit Bush Baby, because he's called Dim Son.
Hunting gives me such joy, to play around with guns.
But I shot a man that I know; hope he doesn't die.
Call this a crime, and I just bristle.
Harry's not dead (don't die).

(instrumental break)

They can't just put me in prison,
Because Bush's throne is mine.
The press made more than a little
Scandal, which ain't fine.
Scars from birdshot whizzin'
'Cause my aim went astray.
Wish I could hunt with a missile
And blow news crews away!

(instrumental ending)
One Choke Hold At A Time
(Sung to the tune of "One Toke Over The Line" by Brewer & Shipley)

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(instrumental intro)

One choke hold at a time, says Dubya, one choke hold at a time.
Torture by Bush's administration: one choke hold at a time.
Rationales insane, and at home, he'd bury
Constitution, for his war crime.
Torture by Bush's administratration: one choke hold at a time.

Who... loves the Shrub? Fellow thugs, you see.
Nothing's changing... Shrub's right-wing lunacy.
Our Bushie Boy has earned world disdain, leaving thousands dead.
Torture, he'd choose to make his monarchy,
Made him disliked, instead; what slime is...

One choke hold at a time, says Dubya, one choke hold at a time.
Torture by Bush's administration: one choke hold at a time.
Rationales insane, and at home, he'd bury
Constitution, for his war crime.
Torture by Bush's administratration: one choke hold at a time.

Thousands he's slain; oil war so vile.
Iraq is still burning; Shrub's showing off his smile.
He's pissing off the world, more torture by his crew, and it's no surprise
Like everything else that Bush has screwed
It made him so despised, more slime is...

One choke hold at a time, says Dubya, one choke hold at a time.
Torture by Bush's administration: one choke hold at a time.
Rationales insane, and at home, he'd bury
Constitution, for his war crime.
Torture by Bush's administratration: one choke hold at a time.

One choke hold at a time, says Dubya, one choke hold at a time.
Torture by Bush's administration: one choke hold at a time.
Rationales insane, and at home, he'd bury
Constitution, for his war crime.
Torture by Bush's administratration: one choke hold at a time.

(repeat refrain and fade)
No Joke's Over The Line
(Sung to the tune of "One Toke Over The Line" by Brewer & Shipley)

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(instrumental intro)

No joke's over the line for Limbaugh, no joke's over the line.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.
Hateful rants insane, to your homes are carried,
Limbaugh on his radio time.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.

Can't... get enough; his dopes don't see...
Rush ain't changing.. his right-wing lunacy.
Dittoheads' joy is burned into their brains, what Limbaugh says.
Like him, they choose Bush's monarchy.
We're sure their brains are dead; hear them slime...

No joke's over the line for Limbaugh, no joke's over the line.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.
Hateful rants insane, to your homes are carried,
Limbaugh on his radio time.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.

Rush... selling hate... Rush Country's vile.
Big money he's earning; no substance, only style.
To insults he hurled, he's absorbed quite a few, for he is despised.
His drug-induced hell that he's been through
Made him quite criticized; still sliming...

No joke's over the line for Limbaugh, no joke's over the line.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.
Hateful rants insane, to your homes are carried,
Limbaugh on his radio time.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.

No joke's over the line for Limbaugh, no joke's over the line.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.
Hateful rants insane, to your homes are carried,
Limbaugh on his radio time.
Sh*ttin'-brown clown at his radio station, no joke's over the line.

(repeat refrain and fade)

What the difference between the Hindenberg and Rush Limbaugh? One's a flaming Nazi gas bag and the other was a zeppelin.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Bush is called the Mad Man, for good reason

... Why... why... do Republicans lie?
Bush Using Gun-Gloat Diplomacy
Presidunce Looneytune
No More Norton (Sec. of Interior Gale Norton resigns)
Bush: Home On The Range(top)

Sunday, March 12, 2006

To Conservative Half-Fools, Bush's Glass Is Always Half-Full

Friday, March 10, 2006

Polls Are All Down
(Sung to the tune of "Blow The Man Down")

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Republicans squawkin' 'bout looming defeat.
Dubya's way: polls are all down!
Yes, Bush has been damned for his scandals, takes heat.
Bush regime crimes means polls are all down.

Shrub's unable to counter what buffets him now.
Dubya's way: polls are all down!
Lock these crooks all in jail, 'cause we've had enough now.
Bush regime crimes means polls are all down.

Say, does Dubya speak English? That's nonsense we hear.
Dubya's way: polls are all down!
"My war is on terra, more torture, more fear!"
Bush regime crimes means polls are all down.

Shrub has failed as a skipper; his record does show.
Dubya's way: polls are all down!
Gave no heed to what harm when hurricanes blow.
Bush regime crimes means polls are all down...

(fade)

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Hey, Cheney! See the handwriting on the wall?

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Emperor Crackpot
The Female Name Bush Hates Most...
What Dubya REALLY Cares About
The Right Wing PC Police - Coming To A College Campus Near You
King Fool

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

American Goth(s)ic(k)

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Dubai Flub
(Sung to the tune of "Bye Bye Love" by The Everly Brothers)

Satire targeting the Bush Administration's crackpot plan to turn over the security of 21 major U.S. ports to a state-run company operating out of Dubai, one of the United Arab Emirates, who sponsored the very terrorists Bush vowed to protect our nation against

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(instrumental intro)

Dubai flub!
Dubai deal's a mess.
Bush had no success.
Dubai port deal won't fly-y.

Dubai flub!
Dubya jeered by press.
Hell no, won't confess:
His cronies have Dubai ti-ies.
Dubai port deal won't fly-y.

There goes Bush Baby, who said, "Screw you!
I'll be unhappy, if deal falls through."
The Bush crew's crazy; sh*t they stepped in;
Dubai's dough enhanced what Bush must spin.

Dubai flub!
Dubya jeered by press.
Hell no, won't confess:
His cronies have Dubai ti-ies.
Dubai port deal won't fly-y.

We're through with war dance.
We're through with Shrub.
We're through with counting... more BushCo flubs.
Defied all reason... security
Risked by Bush Baby, clueless is he.

Dubai flub!
Dubya jeered by press.
Hell no, won't confess:
His cronies have Dubai ti-ies.
Dubai port deal won't fly-y.
Dubai port deal won't fly-y.
Dubai port deal won't fly-y.
You're Invited to a Pig Roast... Video footage of Rush Limbaugh getting roasted alive by a hostile studio audience when he guest-hosted Pat Sajak's show in 1990.

(Listen for the "Nazi pig!" catcalls from the audience)


All Time Low
(Sung to the tune of "All Time High" by Rita Coolidge)

Bush's poll numbers continue to fall, to an all-time low of 34% approval... Cheney's poll numbers are even worse, at 18%.

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(instrumental intro)

What Bush wanted was a great distraction; start a war or two.
Secret detentions, he ruled, can't be undone.
Cheney vowed he'd always go with Shrub; they're both crooks, like minds.
But Cheney's aim is quite blind; can't shoot a gun.

At an all-time low...
Their polls sink with Iraq war.
Cheney's polls fell more... than fall of the Shrub.
At an all-time low...
They'll take on the world, through hate.
They'll look to fight, but the Right... won't win.

Oil they want, lives wasted, war momentum lost in quagmire deep.
Bush-Cheney wrong and knee-deep, in deep doo-doo.
Their war crimes: they lied through words for war, now people realize
That Bush was selling us lies, to enrich his crew.

At an all-time low...
Their polls sink with Iraq war.
Cheney's polls fell more... than fall of the Shrub.
At an all-time low...
They'll take on the world, through hate.
They'll look to fight, but the Right... won't win.

They'll look to fight, but the Right... won't win.
At an all-time low...

(instrumental fade)