Still Committing War Crimes
(Sung to the tune of "Gonna Have A Good Time" - Theme from "Fat Albert & The Cosby Kids")

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(Spoken:)
Hey, hey, hey! Here's Bad Dubya.

He's done everything that's wrong to do.
Ineptitude shown by the whole Bush crew.
What have they done now,
Shrub's neoconning gang?
Tryin' to start another
Mideast war with a bang!
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.

(Spoken:)
Watch out - George Dubya's coming at you with hubris, all spun.
If you're not careful, Bush will burn something, through war, for fun.

Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.
Duh-buh-ya, still committin' war crimes.

Emperor Who's Crazy
(Sung to the tune of "Ukulele Lady" by Bette Midler)

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A true disaster, Mr. Bush Lite, 'til his impeachment day.
Job he won't master, Mr. Bush Lite, 'til his impeachment day.
'Til we impeach him, we'll never teach him, to learn to get along.
With other nations of the world, fights, to sustain his throng.

Do you... like... an emperor who's crazy?
The emperor who's crazy: W.
Do you... like... cronies who are shady?
Foaming at the mouth, Bush crew.

We won't miss an emperor who's crazy,
What he' promised never will be true.
When he seized power, he went crazy,
Takin' all your rights from you.

Outing a spy... spreading big lies...
Always blames somebody else (not his Vice)
'Twas Karl Rove conspiring with Libby
Emperor conspired with them, too.
We don't like this emperor who's crazy
Boot the crazy emperor and his crew.

Bush brought to power by the Loon Right; bring his impeachment day.
Things going sour for the Loon Right; bring Bush impeachment day.
The way it's going, crises are growing; our ship of state does list.
While Bush's buddies of the Loon Right go to jail, unmissed.

Do you... like... an emperor who's crazy?
The emperor who's crazy: W.
Do you... like... cronies who are shady?
Foaming at the mouth, Bush crew.

We won't miss an emperor who's crazy,
What he' promised never will be true.
When he seized power, he went crazy,
Takin' all your rights from you.

Outing a spy... spreading big lies...
Always blames somebody else (not his Vice)
'Twas Karl Rove conspiring with Libby
Emperor conspired with them, too.
We don't like this emperor who's crazy.
Boot the crazy emperor and his crew.

We don't like this emperor who's crazy.
Boot the crazy emperor and his crew.

More War, I'll See To
(Sung to the tune of "The More I See You" by Chris Montez)

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As sung by Emperor Dubya, The Warmonger

(instrumental intro)

More war, I'll see to.
More war, I want, too.
My polls are reeling,
Dissent just grows.
I plan to spy and I'll find
What's bad about you.
War cost, passed on you
And on my foes.

Terror imagined,
Made King of W.
More war, I'll see to.
Use fear to spy.
Power for cronies, and for me;
For Cheney, me, too.
Torture, I'll see to;
To my foes, goodbye!

War crimes? Change the statute!
It's not the first time.
It's time you feared me.
To kill ain't new.
And I am not a simple king;
What I'd paid dues for:
You have no rights,
Thanks to right wing coup.

Terror imagined,
Made King of W.
More war, I'll see to.
Use fear to spy.
Power for cronies, and for me;
For Cheney, me, too.
Torture, I'll see to;
To my foes, goodbye!

Power for cronies, and for me;
For Cheney, me, too.
Torture, I'll see to;
To my foes, goodbye!

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German Baby Reacts To Bush

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U.N. AmbASSador John Bolton

Bush's place is in The Hague (to be tried for war crimes)

Bush the Bookworm? NOT!!!

Click link below:
Could Bush Be Prosecuted For War Crimes?

Who Wants No Press Around With Him
(Sung to the tune of "You Don't Mess Around With Jim" by Jim Croce)

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(instrumental intro)

Bush crown's got its hustlers;
The New York Times called "bums."
After Downing Street, Bush is a slick talker,
But like Cheney, he can't shoot a gun.

Yeah, the Shrub is dumb as a man can come,
But with Cheney, he's our country's boss.
He's labeled "bad folks" all those who hindered the Right,
But like his polls, his Iraq war's lost.
His lost cause...

People slain, Iraq plundered, pillaged and raped;
Bush insists that he will win.
Full of bull, unmasked is this dumb lone ranger,
Who wants no press around with him.
(No free press in Herr Bush's theocracy!)

You know who blew up a country just to steal their oil?
For Iraq, people there blame him.
Bush is a fool who despoiled; DU shells in their soil.
Folks at home just call him dim.

Bush has made himself King of Pennsylvania street;
Who's going to stop his mad attack?
His crooks just took all our money to make war with Rummy,
And it's time to take our country back!
(Impeach Bush and his pack!)

People slain, Iraq plundered, pillaged and raped;
Bush insists that he will win.
Full of bull, unmasked is this dumb lone ranger,
Who wants no press around with him.
(No free press in Herr Bush's theocracy!)

Even Rush can't hide Bush's poll gloom,
Bullsh*tting can't stop his Iraq defeat.
He'll soon be cuttin' and runnin' -
His war party and his buddies sold their souls for their power seat.

Bush has been cut in a hundred places;
And more scandals will cut him more.
Bush would have you believe his fairy tales and stories;
Used the press just to sell his war...
He got his war...

People slain, Iraq plundered, pillaged and raped;
Bush insists that he will win.
Full of bull, unmasked is this dumb lone ranger,
Who wants no press around with him.
His lost cause...

(Spoken:
Yeah, big stink in Eye-Rack... press under attack.
Bush started musclin' news folks; strange, but-true.
Even though he's got a big-time custom-made news crew...

See Iraq plundered, pillaged and raped;
Bush insists that he will win.
Full of bull, unmasked is this dumb lone ranger,
Who wants no press around with him.

(instrumental fade)