Whole Lotta Fakin' Goin' On
(Sung to the tune of "Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On" by Jerry Lee Lewis)

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See that Dubya Bush Baby,
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.
See that Dubya Bush Baby,
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.
Bush is achin'
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.

Work of Karl Rove, Bush Baby.
Who shields that chicken from all harm,
What harm, whose harm, no harm?
Work of Karl Rove, Bush Baby.
Lyin', shootin' bull, spinnin' yarns.
They're both achin'
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.

He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
Bush is achin'
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.

Work of Karl Rove, Bush Baby.
Who shields that chicken from all harm,
What harm, whose harm, no harm?
Work of Karl Rove, Bush Baby.
Lyin', shootin' bull, spinnin' yarns.
They're both achin'
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.

He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
He's a fake, Bush Baby, fake.
Bush is achin'
A whole lotta fakin' goin' on.

Bush The War Criminal

Dick, the Duke of Nuke, Royal Puppeteer

Nazi Pig Redux

Murtha to Rove: "He’s sitting in his air-conditioned office on his big, fat backside-saying stay the course. That’s not a plan! We've got to change direction."

Bush's YOYO ("You're On Your Own") Policies

Pogo Sticking Off The Cliff: Bush Stays The Course

Dick naps, Dubya craps, Condi yaps

The Buffoon's Spittoon: Ann Coulter foams at the mouth - where do you think all that saliva goes?

Ann Coulter is a piece of work [or a piece of sh*t]

Dubya spells out his plan to continue his war

What's worse than Ann Coulter? Clones of her

Dubya's Favorite Sandwich

Hey, Rove! Ever heard about the ties that BIND?

The draft wasn't the only thing Bush was dodging

Killer Dubya

Ann Coulter's mouth disappears after swallowing foot

Dubya And His Circle
(Sung to the tune of "Will It Go 'Round In Circles" by Billy Preston)

Dedicated to the late, great Billy Preston...

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Bush is dead wrong; for him, there's a remedy:
Impeach him; indict his crooked friends.
Bush is dead wrong; for him, there's a remedy:
Impeach him; indict his crooked friends.

Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.
Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.

What's Bush's story? He's got no morals.
Lets the bad guys win, and their money will pile.
What's Bush's story? He's got no morals.
Lets the bad guys win, and their money will pile.

Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.
Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.

They're in a trance, though Bush is inept.
Bush's base ignores his polls going down.
They're in a trance, though Bush is inept.
Bush's base ignores his polls going down.

Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.
Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.

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Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.
Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.

Bush is dead wrong; for him, there's a remedy:
Impeach him; indict his crooked friends.
Bush is dead wrong; for him, there's a remedy:
Impeach him; indict his crooked friends.

Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.
Dubya and his circle...
Dubya lied and 2,000 troops have died.

I'll Allow No Immigration
(Sung to the tune of "My Generation" by The Who)

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As sung by Dubya the Lame Duck:

Can't stand how my polls went d-down (I'll allow no immigration)
Since folks in New Orleans drowned (I'll allow no immigration)
Scaring you never gets o-o-old (I'll allow no immigration)
I have to lie so that I look bold (I'll allow no immigration)

Say no to immigration.
Say no to immigration, baby!

My capital's d-drained away (I'll allow no immigration)
The votes I must rig, so that I'll s-s-stay (I'll allow no immigration)
I'm blamed because I can't rule the n-n-nation (I'll allow no immigration)
I'm just squawkin' about im-m-m-igration (I'll allow no immigration)

Say no to immigration.
Say no to immigration, baby!

My capital's d-drained away (I'll allow no immigration)
The votes I must rig, so that I'll s-s-stay (I'll allow no immigration)
I'm blamed because I can't rule the n-n-nation (I'll allow no immigration)
I'm just squawkin' about im-m-m-igration (I'll allow no immigration)

Say no to immigration.
Say no to immigration, baby!

Can't stand how my polls went d-down (I'll allow no immigration)
Since folks in New Orleans drowned (I'll allow no immigration)
Scaring you never gets o-o-old (I'll allow no immigration)
I have to lie so that I look bold (I'll allow no immigration)

Say no to immigration.
Say no to immigration, baby!