Monday, January 21, 2008
Bush's Crimes, They Aren't A-Changin'
(Sung to the tune of "The Times They Are A-Changin' " by Bob Dylan)
Click HERE for MIDI music
(Intro: Excerpt from "Taps")
Bush blathers on, people; unclever, this drone.
So clueless 'bout flood waters in New Orleans, shown.
Won't accept it that soon, he'll be wrenched from his throne.
Bush's crimes and wars have you slavin',
Kills men, children, and women, in his Mideast war zone.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
He'd lock up all critics, this King of Pretend.
All his crimes he must hide, 'fore his reign comes to end.
This mind-weak buffoon, who needs press goons to spin.
And there's no tellin' who Bush is blamin'
For his lame duck regime means his party can't win.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
Shrub's senators, congressmen helped his cabal.
His kind in the Beltway, we should boot them all.
All the people he's hurt; all the world, he's appalled.
Non-reality, relied just upon stagin'
Hired goons, fakes, and bimbos; led to Bush's downfall.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
Shrub's mother and father, both helped him soft-land.
He politicized policies in our land.
Your sons, sent to slaughter, for his wars, by command.
Bush the Toad is rapidly agin'
We'll elect a new one; Bush the pRez, we can't stand.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
Soon Bush will be gone, and the rest of his cast.
As voters, vow Bush's kind will not last.
Fix the present, now, and remember the past.
Shrub's order is rapidly fading.
In history, how he'll come in dead last.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
(Sung to the tune of "The Times They Are A-Changin' " by Bob Dylan)
Click HERE for MIDI music
(Intro: Excerpt from "Taps")
Bush blathers on, people; unclever, this drone.
So clueless 'bout flood waters in New Orleans, shown.
Won't accept it that soon, he'll be wrenched from his throne.
Bush's crimes and wars have you slavin',
Kills men, children, and women, in his Mideast war zone.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
He'd lock up all critics, this King of Pretend.
All his crimes he must hide, 'fore his reign comes to end.
This mind-weak buffoon, who needs press goons to spin.
And there's no tellin' who Bush is blamin'
For his lame duck regime means his party can't win.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
Shrub's senators, congressmen helped his cabal.
His kind in the Beltway, we should boot them all.
All the people he's hurt; all the world, he's appalled.
Non-reality, relied just upon stagin'
Hired goons, fakes, and bimbos; led to Bush's downfall.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
Shrub's mother and father, both helped him soft-land.
He politicized policies in our land.
Your sons, sent to slaughter, for his wars, by command.
Bush the Toad is rapidly agin'
We'll elect a new one; Bush the pRez, we can't stand.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
Soon Bush will be gone, and the rest of his cast.
As voters, vow Bush's kind will not last.
Fix the present, now, and remember the past.
Shrub's order is rapidly fading.
In history, how he'll come in dead last.
Bush's crimes, they aren't a-changin'!
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