(Sung to the tune of "I Think I Love You" by The Partridge Family)
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Who's leaving? Some more members of the Bush regime's team.
But Bush the Dunce won't wake up.
This dumb king even lost Rove (Bush's brain).
Shrub's rep gone down the drain.
He holds his drink to ease his pain.
For King Bush, trouble spread.
"Throw him out!" the words he'd dread.
Impeach George W! (Impeach George W!)
In mourning; troops' families are feeling
Bush doesn't know how to deal with
A war he just decided for himself.
Troops died to increase wealth.
Bush never talks about it.
Make Dubya go, let's shout it:
No more talk! Lower the boom!
Impeach George W! (Impeach George W!)
Impeach George W!
What are Democrats so afraid of?
They're afraid that they're not sure of
For war, there is no cure for.
Impeach George W!
Is it jello that they're made of?
It's not scurrilous to say:
Let's send Cheney-Bush away!
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Impeach George W!
What are Democrats so afraid of?
They're afraid that they're not sure of
For war, there is no cure for.
Impeach George W!
Is it jello that they're made of?
It's not scurrilous to say:
Let's send Cheney-Bush away!
Relieve him... start impeachment now, and hurry.
'Cause George Dubya's trigger-happy.
Although we say, "George, go away!" he'll still
Start more wars with which to kill.
Can't let him stay around, George W.
Throw impeachment at his face!
Let's impeach the Shrubby!
Impeach George W!
Let's impeach the Shrubby!
Impeach George W!
Let's impeach the Shrubby!
Impeach George W!
Here's an earlier version of this parody, originally posted on
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
War-Drunken W.
(Sung to the tune of "I Think I Love You" by The Partridge Family)
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Shrub's keeping... Far Right neocons' oil war wet dream.
Chaos since Iraq's break-up; patrol things for oil-hocking; all in vain.
Their war plan was insane; they held a gun to Iraq's head.
And fling bombs; thousands dead; U.N. doubts the words Bush said.
War-drunken W. (War-drunken W.)
World's mourning... bombed folks and oil-stealing.
Shrub didn't know how to deal with... the U.N.; he decided for himself,
He'd go to war himself, and stop all talk about it.
And didn't he go about it? Didn't balk, he wants "ka-boom."
War-drunken W. (War-drunken W.)
War-drunken W... is whom the world is afraid of.
They're afraid when Shrub gets pissed off.
The Shrub, they've never cared for.
War-drunken W.... loves war and strife he made up
Has to hurry; get his way... before Election Day.
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War-drunken W... is whom the world is afraid of.
They're afraid when Shrub gets pissed off.
The Shrub, they've never cared for.
War-drunken W.... loves war and strife he made up
Has to hurry; get his way... before Election Day.
Too easy? The neocons said, "Don't worry."
Their oil war makes them happy.
Go vote and say, "Hey, go away! Don't kill!"
Don't keep your voices still.
So don't just play around, boot W.
Bush can't think; let's make him face... his disaster; lose his race.
Wouldn't that be lovely?
War-drunken W.
Wouldn't that be lovely?
War-drunken W.
Wouldn't that be lovely?
War-drunken W.
