We'll Sing Of Dim Son's Crimes
(Sung to the tune of "We'll Sing In The Sunshine" by Gale Garnett)

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We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Blast him every way.
We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Until he goes away.

We'll never like W.
The boss named Shrub's too weird.
The world does not like W,
'Cause he's far worse than they feared.

We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Blast him every way.
We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Until he goes away.

He doubted global warming,
On issues, Shrub's far right.
He made life here quite gloomy.
While starting wars to fight.

We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Blast him every way.
We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Until he goes away.

Shrub's daddy once told to him:
"Start a war - you'll be a man."
Iraq attacked, faked issues;
Now he's targeting Iran.

We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Blast him every way.
We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Until he goes away.

And when Shrub's term has ended,
And he has gone away.
Send off this twit to Crawford,
And this is what we'll say:

We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Blast him every way.
We'll sing of Dim Son's crimes.
Hooray! He's gone away!

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"... Miss Liberty, we're going to take your crown and fashion a good dog collar out of it."

"... Mr. McClellan, how many times have you lied at today's press conference?"


Watching Scotty's Woe
(Sung to the tune of "Watching Scotty Grow" by Bobby Goldsboro)

Satire about beleagered White House Press Secretary Scott McClellan, facing an increasingly hostile and unconvinced press corps while trying to spin the Karl Rove Treasongate scandal

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Having fits, said again, "Rove did nothing bad."
Press knows it's been had.
That's his ploy.

Yellow-cake from Niger to Baghdad?
Lied more than a tad!
Bush war ploy.

Press conference on TV, more than slight flubs...
"Rove's my source," Matt Cooper's words show.
White House smear; on reporters, used fear.
War bluster, right wing radio.
Hiding Rove's crime, we're watching Scotty's woe.

Making a case for war to bomb Iraq...
Bombs awe and shock.
Bush war ploy.

Bush White House rapidly losing stock,
'Cause of laws they mocked.
Bush war ploy.

In five short years,
Surplus gone, to pay the richest.
On Wilson, declared war; Plame scandal will grow
Saddam Hussein removed for oil gain.
McClellan pony show;
And he's sitting there whining...
Let's watch Scotty's woe.

Rode in on Daddy's shoulders; Shrub is brain-dead.
World filled with dread.
Bush war ploy.

Press won't carry Bush's water; won't have stories read
Innocence, Rove pled
That's his ploy.

Rove Treasongate drama,
Bush hit by a perfect storm.
Well, there goes his place...
The place where his history will go.
But Scott will say, "Let's cheer."
Press flaying all his errors and spin to show...

Bush ain't God.
Watching Scotty's woe.
Bush ain't God.
Watching Scotty's woe.

Bush Brain Running
(Sung to the tune of "Long Train Running" by The Doobie Brothers)

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Backed into a corner;
Scandal still is here.
You see Rove (Bush-Brain) runnin'...
Spinnin' lies, driven by fear.

Without Rove...
Where would Bush be by now?
Without Ro-o-ove?

Plame stories were too juicy;
Unstopped by Bush's hacks.
Revenge on Joe Wilson's family,
It's the truth that Bush attacks.

Without Rove...
Where would Bush be by now?
Without Ro-o-ove?

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Bush White House is Scandal Central.
For defense, used right wing hate.
Gonna keep on pushing more lies.
For Rove, it's much too late.

Without Rove...
Where would Bush be by now?
Without Ro-o-ove?

Resistance keeps on burnin'
Bush's polls keep goin' down.
Bush war plan failed, reputation scarred
Scandals pile upon his crown.

Without Rove...
Where would Bush be by now?
Without Ro-o-ove...
Ooh... where would Bush be by no-o-ow?

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Pink Elephants On Parade
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Rove, Rove, Rove, You Gloat

Rove, Rove, Rove, you gloat;
Revenge was your scheme.
Scarily, scarily, scarily,
Lie for Bush's team.

"Rove Is Toast" quote:
"If I was Karl Rove I'd be worried. The Grand Jury will indict a Ham Sandwich, and Karl is a Pig!"
— Progressive Talk Radio host Randi Rhodes, July 2005

You're Shrub's Brain
(Sung to the tune of "You're So Vain" by Carly Simon)

Satire about pResidential Advisor Karl "Turd Blossom" Rove, known as "Bush's Brain," now being investigated by U.S. Attorney Patrick Fitzgerald for his role in leaking the identity of covert CIA operative Valerie Plame, as revenge against her husband, Ambassador Joe Wilson, who opposed the Iraq War

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Rewarded... by your party
For bein' a hatchet man, 'cause Bush knows squat.
Used leaks; strategically ripping foes with lies;
All those who opposed your plots.
An exposed spy made it clearer that
A leopard won't change spots

To rule the world, the Bush Team calls you "partner,"
Team calls you "partner" 'cause...

You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
Out you, out you...

You had leaked several years ago,
Plame's name, when you got so peeved.
When Joe Wilson had said, "Yellowcake's not there."
For war, world was deceived.
You caused things to sway for King named Shrub,
Thought you'd get off scot-free.

Your right wing dreams were like drugs in your coffee,
Drugs in your coffee, 'cause...

You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
Out you, out you...

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Your right wing dreams were like drugs in your coffee,
Drugs in your coffee, 'cause...

You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
Out you, out you...

After you had blabbed secrets to Robert Novak,
You, of course, naturally spun.
But you blew it; press will not... roll over for ya.
Polling apocalypse for the Dim Son!
Jail's where you should be for your crime.
That's where you'll rot (we wish),
For outing a spy, who's the wife of Joe Wilson,
Wife of Joe Wilson, so...

You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
You're Shrub's brain.
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you,
Out you, out you...

You're Shrub's brain...
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you...
You're Shrub's brain...
You think Fitzgerald's wrong, seeking out you...

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Rove Propaganda
(Sung to the tune of "Copacabana" by Barry Manilow)

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His name is Dubya - pissed off the whole world.
Claimed, "Yellowcake is everywhere, so we must bomb Saddam's lair!"
Lies fabricated, bullsh*t and ca-ca...
And while he tried to be the czar, Karl always went too far.
Rove's boss would start a war, and Rove was keeping score,
While slinging dung to provide Bush cover.
What is Rove there for?

Karl Rove, yeah! (Rove!) Rove propaganda (propaganda),
Reads like Downing Street memoranda (lies)...
Karl Rove, yeah! Rove propaganda...
Misused "compassion," for Bush, Rove refashioned...
A makeover... for "Hero" Shrub.
(Rove, yeah... Rove propaganda...)

Plame's name was leaked, so... Rove could remind us
Warmonger Shrub's foreign affairs needed liars just like Blair.
Law was diminished, when Rove ran over...
Joe Wilson; revenge went too far, Rove has failed to shield his czar.
Soon verbal punches flew, from press to Bush's crew.
Iraqi blood and a smoking gun plot; people now see through...

Karl Rove, yeah! (Rove!) Rove propaganda (propaganda),
Reads like Downing Street memoranda (lies)...
Karl Rove, yeah! Rove propaganda...
Misused "compassion," for Bush, Rove refashioned...
A makeover... No "Hero," Shrub...

Rove, yeah... Rove propaganda...
Rove propaganda...
Rove propaganda...
Rove propaganda...
Misused "compassion," Bush was refashioned...

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The name of Dubya... hated by whole world.
He has a few more years to go, as a lame duck full of woe.
Turd Blossom hissed, "No!" - denied involvement.
But the big mess he made was aired;
Tarred and feathered, Rove's affair.
Though Rove was Bush's mind, we think hate made him blind.
Rove hates the truth; propping up a phony.
Jail him and his kind.

Ban Karl Rove, yeah! (Rove!) Rove propaganda (propaganda)...
Reads like Downing Street memoranda (lies)...
Karl Rove, yeah! Rove propaganda...
Misused "compassion," for Bush, Rove refashioned...
A makeover... Downfall for Shrub...

Downfall for Shrub...
Downfall for Shrub...
Downfall for Shrub...

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Quagmire then, qWagmire now...

Rove claims HE'S the victim!?

Visit KarlRoveIsToast.com


THE OFFICIAL KARL ROVE INDICT-O-METER


Tell Bush this would be "Mission Accomplished"

Rove, hiding in Cheney's secret bunker...

Rove Really Was So Bitter
(Sung to the tune of "Nobody Does It Better" by Carly Simon, from the James Bond movie, "The Spy Who Loved Me")

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Rove really was... so bitter.
He was real mad - couldn't rest.
Rove and the staff of... dumb King W...
Sadists towards a "pest."

Bushies were cookin'... intelligence roundly,
Which they tried to hide from the news spotlight.
Bush, Joe Wilson critiqued;
A spy then Rove leaked.
He's keepin' our spy secrets safe? Yeah, right!

Yeah, Rove really was... so bitter.
Bush war crimes relished, 'cause they could.
Rove really loves it - spite, from W.
Fire his ass, he is no good.

The way that he boldly
Sought vengeance so coldly;
He's run out of magic; we're still lied to.
From law, Rove is runnin,'
Fitzgerald is a-comin,'
Rove should burn,
And screw you, King W.

Yeah, Rove really was... so bitter.
He was real mad - couldn't rest.
Rove and the staff of... dumb King W...
Sadists towards a "pest."

Sadists towards a "pest."
Sadists towards a "pest."
Sadists towards a "pest."

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Stop lying, Rove

Shrub is allergic to the truth

Leak scandal dogs Karl Rove...

Ain't Quittin' From The Docket Today
(Sung to the tune of "Sittin' On The Dock of the Bay" by Otis Redding)

Ailing Chief Justice William Rhenquist has announced publicly that he was not yet ready to follow Sandra Day O'Connor into retirement from the United States Supreme Court, which inspired this parody...

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As sung by Chief Justice William Rhenquist to the American public:

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Quittin' when my term ain't done?
No, I ain't quittin', though it might please some.
Judgeships aren't all the same.
On my watch, I want to play again.

Ain't quittin' from the docket today,
Unlike my colleague, Sandra Day.
Ain't quittin' from the docket today.
I'll take my ti-i-i-ime...

I made sure the law's aimed towards ya...
Headin' off permissive ways.
Ain't got nothin' if you're poor.
Crooks get nothin' if they're locked away.

Ain't quittin' from the docket today,
Unlike my colleague, Sandra Day.
Ain't quittin' from the docket today.
I'll take my ti-i-i-ime...

(Bridge:)
Looks like Supreme Court's gonna change.
And if I quit, then I'd be the one to blame.
I'm Chief Justice; you can't tell me what to do.
So, I'll stay here and just stake my claim.

Won't quit; I fear deep in my bones:
The conservatives won't leave me alone.
Court make-up must not roam.
I'll stay in this docket, my "home."

Ain't quittin' from the docket today,
Unlike my colleague, Sandra Day.
Ain't quittin' from the docket today.
I'll take my ti-i-i-ime...

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Crimes And Treason
(Sung to the tune of "Rhymes And Reasons" by John Denver)

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Their unspeakable sheer madness:
Endless war and nuclear winter.
Fear that is within you now,
Used to achieve their ends.

For their schemes, they'll hatch new scapegoats.
Bush the Dope and all his rotten
Cabal of fat cats bleed us now
For billionaires, their friends.

Bushies blunder while they're crowing;
Commit crime, commit treason.
Forcing what we don't accept,
Using fear to reign us in.
Bush seeks to treat us all like children...
His disgraceful use of power, lies, and spin.

Bush's brethren hold much power;
Hate resisters and all others.
Disaster from their thuggishness;
Shrub jeered by crowds today.

More bad news for Bush is mountin' -
He's discovered just how painful.
What he's promised for the future:
Be more right wing than today.

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So our cities start to crumble;
Infrastructure falls around us.
Dim Son, on us, is raiding
All our gold for his war spree.

War attrition in the desert
Of Iraq, that's where Bush leads us.
Grabbed their land, but not their hearts;
Oil pumped from there for free.
Bombing innocents, and busting
Our free speech, by Shrub's decree...

Bush's brethren hold much power;
Hate resisters and all others.
Disaster from their thuggishness;
Shrub jeered by crowds today.

Bush's throng, to him, are clinging,
With the faith of True Believers:
"How dare they defy us!?
Screw their kind! We'll have our way!"

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Karl Rove, the Goat, Is Sore
(Sung to the tune of "Michael, Row The Boat Ashore")

Satire about the scandal engulfing Bush advisor, Karl Rove, who was named as the source that leaked the identity of covert CIA operative Valerie Plame, as petty revenge against her husband, Ambassador Joseph Wilson, who exposed the Bush Administration's lies about Nigerian yellow cake uranium, used to justify an illegal war on Iraq

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Karl Rove, the goat, is sore.
What a lo-ser!
Karl Rove, the goat, is sore.
What a lo-o-ser!

Spy exposed by Karl Rove.
What a lo-ser!
Spy exposed by Karl Rove.
What a lo-o-ser!

Press compels for full details.
Rove's a lo-ser.
Press compels for full details.
Rove's a lo-o-ser.

There's nowhere this creep can hide.
Rove's a lo-ser.
Scandal's deep, as Bush polls slide.
Rove's a lo-o-ser.

What Rove did was petty and cold.
Rove's a lo-ser.
Protects Bush from truth bein' told.
Rove's a lo-o-ser.

Karl Rove is really sore.
What a lo-ser!
Karl Rove is really sore.
What a lo-o-ser!

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