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Bush's Crazy War A-Team
(Sung to the tune of "What A Day For A Daydream" by The Lovin' Spoonful)

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Bush's team of merry warmongers crank up
the rhetoric to attack Iran, trying to stave off free falling polls
and GOP electoral defeat in the 2006 Congressional elections

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Bush's crazy war A-Team;
They are crazed, 'cause bloodlust gives 'em joy.
Bush, the boss of this A-Team;
Dreamin' 'bout war is the Bush Boy.

Committing war crimes while all his polls just slide.
He won't change his ways, unshaken; still talkin' snide.
This election day, we'll hear big squawk from Dim Son.
His fall to disgrace means his party power's gone.

Rove still hatchin' elite schemes.
He's been scheming for Election Day.
Still sparrin', Bush's deceit team,
'Cause Number One, the Fake, don't know which way.

The Bush regime's crimes are vast; they're on the spot.
Bush couldn't care less; trots outs excuses used a lot.
His impeachment day now looms; most folks want him gone.
Forever disgraced, Bush; Dick, his Veep, made him pawn.

(whistled instrumental)

There's isn't a cure to make his polling right.
His A-Team and cast still long to pick a fight.
Send Bush back to Texas; it's impeachment he fears.
Stop Bush, or he'll stay scheming for two more long years.

Bush's crazy war A-Team;
They are crazed, 'cause bloodlust gives 'em joy.
Bush, the boss of this A-Team.
Dreamin' 'bout war is the Bush Boy...

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New Court Testimony Oath For Bush Supporters:
"Do you swear, when told the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, that Bush ain't God?"


Comedy Central's Stephen Colbert
skewers Bush at the White House
Correspondents' Dinner

Bomb Iran (2006)
(Sung to the tune of "Barbara Ann" by The Beach Boys)

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As sung by warmonger Emperor Dubya Bush, who has openly called for bombing Iran with tactical nuclear weapons to distract from his disastrous war on Iraq and his plummeting public approval polls:

Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!

Go bomb Ira-a-an... we'll take their la-a-and.
Go bomb Ira-a-an...
Because the drop in all my polling
Has my party reeling; bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!

Iran's leader rants, giving me my chance.
Gonna bomb Iran, and overrule those smarty-pants;
We'll bomb Iran,
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Because the drop in all my polling
Has my party reeling; bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!

Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!

Me and my crew... here's what we will do...
War to pursue... Iran's oil, or I'm through;
Let's bomb Iran,
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!
Because the drop in all my polling
Has my party reeling; bomb Iran!
Bomb, bomb, bomb... bomb, bomb Iran!

Bomb Iran, bomb Iran!
Bomb Iran, bomb Iran!
Bomb Iran, bomb Iran!
Bomb Iran, bomb Iran!

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It's High Time That We Impeached Him
(Sung to the tune of "By The Time I Get To Phoenix" by Glen Campbell)

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It's high time... that we impeached him; we despise him.
No longer gloats; Bush mismanaging his oil war.
His staff... waiting to depart; now start to leave him.
Bush pissed off the world so many times before.

For high crimes... let's break Mr. Smirky; bring down curtain.
Let's end their sleaze; stop this bunch; throw out his cabal.
And he... will surely groan... when it's for certain...
Bush will fall... that's all...

It's high time... this Fake is sent home-a... back to Crawford.
Won't land softly; his fall will bring him low.
He'll still try... but he can't think... power will leave him.
Serve time for crimes, if tried, the courts will show.
The Shrub has to go... Bush and cronies blow!