Press Is Spinning The News A Lot, 'Cause Bush Sucks
(Sung to the tune of "It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas" by Bing Crosby)
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(instrumental intro)
Press is spinning the news a lot, 'cause Bush sucks.
Everywhere he goes:
People protesting him again;
Some herded into a pen.
This killer's blamed for deaths and Iraq woe.
Press is spinning the news a lot, 'cause Bush sucks.
Boys sent off to war.
But the sh*ttiest sight to see
Is the folly that will be:
Years, Bush stole four more.
Abu Ghraib Prison guard brutes,
Crooks in corporate suits,
With a wish for Armageddon.
Scowling hate talk,
Right wing radio squawk;
Debate scope, now banished as "sin."
The world's sad; in dread, they wait.
New Bush wars start again.
Press is spinning the news a lot, 'cause Bush sucks.
Everywhere he goes,
Bush won't see just who gives him hell
(To stay in the dark is swell.)
He's heard his kind, who have no minds to show.
Press is spinning the news a lot, 'cause Bush sucks.
Spoon-fed shills take part.
As the King, Bush will make them sing:
"Bush is great - we'll kiss your ring.
He's right, in his heart."
(instrumental break)
Press is spinning the news a lot, 'cause Bush sucks.
Boys sent off to war.
But the sh*ttiest sight to see
Is the folly that will be:
Years, Bush stole four more.
Bush is vicious; wants war.
(instrumental ending)
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
I'm Scheming 'Gainst Those Not With Us
(Sung to the tune of "White Christmas")
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As sung by Emperor Dubya, who declared "those who are not with us are against us":
I'm scheming 'gainst those not with us;
Off to Guantanamo, you'll go!
Overseein' God's mission;
Right wing positioned.
So cheer, and don't tell me "no."
I'm scheming 'gainst those not with us.
I pander to Religious Right;
Their votes helped beat Kerry.
We'll fight...
And slay all opponents with our might.
(repeat verses)
(Sung to the tune of "White Christmas")
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As sung by Emperor Dubya, who declared "those who are not with us are against us":
I'm scheming 'gainst those not with us;
Off to Guantanamo, you'll go!
Overseein' God's mission;
Right wing positioned.
So cheer, and don't tell me "no."
I'm scheming 'gainst those not with us.
I pander to Religious Right;
Their votes helped beat Kerry.
We'll fight...
And slay all opponents with our might.
(repeat verses)
Parody written on 11/21/02
The Power of Shrub
(Sung to the tune of "The Power of Love" by Huey Lewis & The News)
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(instrumental intro)
The power of Shrub is a serious thing.
For this right wing creep, appointed as king.
Right wing hawk, who belongs in a pub.
To start the healing, stop the power of Shrub.
(instrumental break)
Simpler than Simon; makes you scream.
Wrong and retarded; he's the world's bad dream.
He's a bad, mean hood; strongman of the Right.
Power of Shrub that makes him want to fight.
Lived off his money, and his name.
He's never sweated hard, nor filled his brain.
He's wrong and he's sullen, and a fool at times.
For his war, he'd waste your life.
Stop the power of Shrub.
Stop the power of Shrub.
(instrumental break)
It's time; reveal it: Bush is power mad.
How did he steal it? Weren't no hanging chad.
We will be glad when Bush has run aground.
Bush's power makes our world unsound.
Lived off his money, and his name.
He's never sweated hard, nor filled his brain.
He's wrong and he's sullen, and a fool at times.
For his war, he'd waste your life.
The only friend of Shrub is Blair.
Yeah, but Bush don't care.
He don't know what to do,
'Cept what Dick told him to.
And with a lot of help from his club,
They steal more power for Shrub.
They steal more power for Shrub.
Yeah, they steal it...
(instrumental break)
Lived off his money, and his name.
He never sweated hard, nor filled his brain.
Simpler than Simon, his dumbass appeal.
Dubya is nothing but a heel.
The heel in power; that's the power of Shrub.
Total power, that's the power of Shrub.
The heel, the power of Shrub.
The heel, the power of Shrub.
Steal the power from Shrub.
Monday, November 29, 2004
Satire about bumbling National Security Advisor and Bush loyalist, Condoleeza Rice, recently nominated by Dubya to be his new Secretary of State, replacing Colin Powell.
Don't Think Rice Will Make Things Right
(Sung to the tune of "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right" by Bob Dylan)
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(instrumental intro)
Bush power abuse, bullsh*t and blunder; lie; fake.
Truth don't matter, anyhow.
Bush power abuse, bullsh*t and blunder; lie; fake.
Right Wing won't slow; not now.
Right wing boosters crow now that Powell's gone.
Mideast war window, through Bush's pawn.
She's the reason Powell's traveling on.
Don't think Rice will make things right.
Bush power abuse, she earned while being right wing.
By Right Wing, she is owned.
Bush power abuse, she earned while being right wing.
She's on the dark side, power-stoned.
Condi wished there was something she could do or say
To make people forget whom she let get away:
Bin Laden's terrorists stalked, while Bush played.
Don't think Rice will make things right.
Bush power abuse, installing Dubya's dame pal.
Bush is never done with war.
Bush power abuse, installing Dubya's dame pal.
Rice so dear to Bush and more.
Loves Shrub's thinking and blundering,
Talking, bears his load.
Condi loves the Moron, Pop's child, who sold
Lies for war to start, now Iraq's a hell hole.
Don't think Rice will make things right.
Bush stalks the world with wrong, loathsome, road rage.
Loyalty-bound, Rice won't tell.
She'll tell lies; no good on world stage.
World will say "Go to hell!"
Condi's saying Bush treated her most kind.
She'll have to do better as Bush's mind.
Iraqi lives wasted in this vicious time.
But don't think Rice will make things right.
Don't Think Rice Will Make Things Right
(Sung to the tune of "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right" by Bob Dylan)
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(instrumental intro)
Bush power abuse, bullsh*t and blunder; lie; fake.
Truth don't matter, anyhow.
Bush power abuse, bullsh*t and blunder; lie; fake.
Right Wing won't slow; not now.
Right wing boosters crow now that Powell's gone.
Mideast war window, through Bush's pawn.
She's the reason Powell's traveling on.
Don't think Rice will make things right.
Bush power abuse, she earned while being right wing.
By Right Wing, she is owned.
Bush power abuse, she earned while being right wing.
She's on the dark side, power-stoned.
Condi wished there was something she could do or say
To make people forget whom she let get away:
Bin Laden's terrorists stalked, while Bush played.
Don't think Rice will make things right.
Bush power abuse, installing Dubya's dame pal.
Bush is never done with war.
Bush power abuse, installing Dubya's dame pal.
Rice so dear to Bush and more.
Loves Shrub's thinking and blundering,
Talking, bears his load.
Condi loves the Moron, Pop's child, who sold
Lies for war to start, now Iraq's a hell hole.
Don't think Rice will make things right.
Bush stalks the world with wrong, loathsome, road rage.
Loyalty-bound, Rice won't tell.
She'll tell lies; no good on world stage.
World will say "Go to hell!"
Condi's saying Bush treated her most kind.
She'll have to do better as Bush's mind.
Iraqi lives wasted in this vicious time.
But don't think Rice will make things right.
Good riddance to the most partisan and inept U.S. Attorney General in American history, John Ashcroft (who once lost his Senate seat in 2000 to a dead man), who recently resigned from the Bush Administration.
Thank God the Great Scoundrel's Gone
(Sung to the tune of "Thank God and Greyhound You're Gone" by Roy Clark)
(Sorry, no MIDI music is available)
He had such good fortune, after he'd lost it all;
Was no longer senator, and then Bush called.
Made A.G. by W, and the Dope said, "Please change...
Certain laws, take out teeth, and I will not complain."
Now Ashcroft had served his four years; it's goodbye.
He tells us he's leavin', but he won't say just why.
Bush's administration hoped that John's stayin' on.
But all we can think of is:
"Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!"
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
We didn't know how much longer we could go on.
Watched him reject Bill of Rights sleazily.
Holding suspects incognito, did he.
No more leading prayers while singing his song.
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
The light of justice got brighter when John moved on.
Nude statues and busts, once a beautiful sight,
Wrapped in velvet, covered up; by Ashcroft, called "blight."
So let's pound that old fool, for we've been silent too long:
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
Thank God the Great Scoundrel's Gone
(Sung to the tune of "Thank God and Greyhound You're Gone" by Roy Clark)
(Sorry, no MIDI music is available)
He had such good fortune, after he'd lost it all;
Was no longer senator, and then Bush called.
Made A.G. by W, and the Dope said, "Please change...
Certain laws, take out teeth, and I will not complain."
Now Ashcroft had served his four years; it's goodbye.
He tells us he's leavin', but he won't say just why.
Bush's administration hoped that John's stayin' on.
But all we can think of is:
"Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!"
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
We didn't know how much longer we could go on.
Watched him reject Bill of Rights sleazily.
Holding suspects incognito, did he.
No more leading prayers while singing his song.
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
The light of justice got brighter when John moved on.
Nude statues and busts, once a beautiful sight,
Wrapped in velvet, covered up; by Ashcroft, called "blight."
So let's pound that old fool, for we've been silent too long:
Thank God the great scoundrel's gone!
Bush laughably claimed a "mandate" in 2000, when 5 members of the Supreme Court stopped the Florida vote recount and appointed him president. Is it surprising, then, that after eking out the narrowest margin of election victory since Woodrow Wilson, and having a record number of Americans (51 million) vote AGAINST him, that Bush again claims a "mandate" for his neo-con/ultra-right wing policies?
Inspired by Jess Cully, a big fan from Great Britain...
No Mandate
(Sung to the tune of "Mandy" by Barry Manilow)
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(instrumental introduction)
This November breathed new life
In the Clown and Dick, his vice.
Shadowy new plans; new Mideast war window.
Lyin' from the Right.
The Right Wing's just
Ignoring what all others say.
(Crabby people have their way.)
Cooking up their lies; war-based ephemery.
Their coup's now realized.
Such crap they now claim; they've
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking
Corporate greed all the way.
No mandate!
(short instrumental break)
They're standing, waiting for End Time.
They squawk away; think Shrub is fine.
Fu**ed up is our world; Iraq kills climbing.
Such weirdness of the mind, that Shrub is defining.
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking
Corporate greed all the way.
No mandate!
(instrumental break)
War's the Right Wing's dream.
Troop families mourning.
Halliburton sleaze.
War pain appalling...
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking
Corporate greed all the way.
No mandate!
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking...
Corporate greed, too!
(instrumental fade)
Inspired by Jess Cully, a big fan from Great Britain...
No Mandate
(Sung to the tune of "Mandy" by Barry Manilow)
Click HERE for MIDI musical accompaniment
(instrumental introduction)
This November breathed new life
In the Clown and Dick, his vice.
Shadowy new plans; new Mideast war window.
Lyin' from the Right.
The Right Wing's just
Ignoring what all others say.
(Crabby people have their way.)
Cooking up their lies; war-based ephemery.
Their coup's now realized.
Such crap they now claim; they've
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking
Corporate greed all the way.
No mandate!
(short instrumental break)
They're standing, waiting for End Time.
They squawk away; think Shrub is fine.
Fu**ed up is our world; Iraq kills climbing.
Such weirdness of the mind, that Shrub is defining.
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking
Corporate greed all the way.
No mandate!
(instrumental break)
War's the Right Wing's dream.
Troop families mourning.
Halliburton sleaze.
War pain appalling...
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking
Corporate greed all the way.
No mandate!
No mandate...
To kill, maim, and enslave, while taking
Our own rights here away.
No mandate...
To dismiss allies, drop bombs, while slaking...
Corporate greed, too!
(instrumental fade)
Friday, November 26, 2004
The Boot Newt Sing Along Page moves to new host at http://bootnewt.hostingzero.com
(The new Hostingzero.com URL will be the main site mirror, with a much greater web traffic capacity. The Tripod address will no longer be updated, as of November 25. Thanks for your patience.)
(The new Hostingzero.com URL will be the main site mirror, with a much greater web traffic capacity. The Tripod address will no longer be updated, as of November 25. Thanks for your patience.)
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Especially to the turkey in the White House
I'm Not A Fraud
(Sung to the tune of "I'm Not In Love" by 10cc)
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As sung by His Fraudulency, Dubya Bush, to 51 million Americans who voted against him:
(instrumental intro)
I'm not a fraud.
But I don't get it:
The Iraq killing phase has not come through.
So just, my cause...
Troops; call 'em up!
Don't think I'm wrong;
Don't think mistakes were made.
I'm not a fraud... no, no...
Got no flaws.
Don't want to see you...
Protest again.
Protests don't mean they mean that much to me.
My cops will stall you.
Don't make a fuss.
My right wing friends have clout; it's you we'll bust.
I'm not a fraud... no, no...
Got no flaws.
(instrumental break)
(Spoken by Karl Rove over instrumental break:)
Make noise, more lies...
Make noise, more lies...
Make noise, more lies...
Make noise, more lies...
Make noise, more lies...
Make noise, more lies...
Make noise, more lies...
Coup... will stay a long time for me...
Coup... will stay a long time...
Coup... will stay a long time for me...
Coup... will stay a long time...
I'm not a fraud.
But I don't get it:
The Iraq killing phase has not come through.
So just, my cause...
Troops; call 'em up!
Don't think I'm wrong;
Don't think mistakes were made.
I'm not a fraud...
I'm not a fraud...
(fade)
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