Q: What’s George Bush’s position on Roe v. Wade?

A: He really doesn’t care how people get out of New Orleans.

http://www.thepoorman.net/2005/09/13/poor-man-komedy-korner/

Intelligent Design Bushit

Bush serenades the Super Dome

"Hey, Ma'am... Ah can sang the blues, too."

Poppy and Poppy Seed Catch A Big One In New Orleans

"Hey, Poppy... what'd ah catch, a levee bass?"

"When there is no vision - the people perish." -Al Gore, in the aftermath of Bush's Katrina Debacle

Denounced, The Despised Dim Son
(Sung to the tune of "House Of The Rising Sun" by The Animals)

Satire inspired by Dubya's criminal incompetence in remaining on vacation and bungled federal relief efforts while widespread death and destruction befell New Orleans in the wake of Hurricane Katrina

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(instrumental intro)

He is denounced in New Orleans;
We all despise Dim Son;
We must pin the ruin on Crawford's "chore boy."
Vacation King just spun.

Another bout of failure;
Fiasco by all means;
Didn't follow through or have a plan.
Drowned was New Orleans.

Shrub's a clueless king; a city bleeds;
When the levees broke, got sunk.
Yet he took his time, said he's satisfied
With the job Brown did, which stunk.

(organ solo)

Dead mothers and drowned children;
What our foolish leader's done.
Expended lives, spread sheer misery.
Bush denounced, despised Dim Son.

Bush is no good; you can't transform
His regime; which justs spreads blame.
You can't bring back old New Orleans.
Bush errors; lives were claimed.

He is denounced in New Orleans;
We all despise Dim Son;
We must pin the ruin on Crawford's "chore boy."
Vacation King just spun.

(instrumental ending)

Brown, Bush, & Chertoff - Criminally Negligent Bunglers

British TV flashes appropriate headline:
"BUSH: ONE OF THE WORST DISASTERS TO HIT THE U.S."

Nero Fiddled While Rome Burned; Dubya Strummed While New Orleans Drowned

pResident Bonehead & His Gang of Incompetents Cross The Unaware In New Orleans

Bush The Disaster Monkey Spins Again

Don't Bug Me - I'm On Vacation
(Sung to "Another Brick In The Wall - Part 2" by Pink Floyd)

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As sung by pResident Bush in Crawford, Texas, lamenting how his vacation was ruined this year

(instrumental intro)

Don't bug me - I'm on vacation.
Don't bug me 'bout flood control.
Where's Katrina? I can't come soon.
Need some ranch time, all alone.
Hey! Need some... ranch time, all alone!

Damn it all! New Orleans... put my polls in free fall.
Damn it all! New Orleans... put my polls in free fall.

Don't bug me - I'm on vacation.
Don't bug me 'bout flood control.
Where's Katrina? I can't come soon.
Need some ranch time, all alone.
Hey! Need some... ranch time, all alone!

Damn it all! New Orleans... put my polls in free fall.
Damn it all! New Orleans... put my polls in free fall.

(instrumental break)

Damn it all! New Orleans... put my polls in free fall.
Damn it all! New Orleans... put my polls in free fall.

(repeat refrain and fade)

While New Orleans drowns, Sec. of State Condi Rice shops for monstrously expensive shoes at Ferragamo's in New York

Imaginary "leadership" from the Master of Disaster

Bush to New Orleans: "Let Them Eat Cake"

Bush in New Orleans

Give Grover Norquist This New Orleans "Bathtub" To Swim In

Laid Low By PATRIOT
(Sung to the tune of "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot")

Satire about the loss of civil liberties and constitutional rights due to the misnamed U.S. PATRIOT Act

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Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.
Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Post 9-1-1 burden, the Bush monarchy:
Civil rights, suspended at home.
A band of zealots wants theocracy:
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.
Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Who approved torture for war; guess who?
Civil rights, suspended at home.
Bush and rich friends, who had staged a coup.
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.
Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Bush has f*cked up; his polls are down.
Civil rights, suspended at home.
Iraq black hole, his regime spins 'round.
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.
Laid low... by PATRIOT:
Civil rights, suspended at home.

Take Him Out, In The Lord's Name
(Sung to the tune of "Take Me Out To The Ball Game)

Satire inspired by Pat Robertson's deranged call for U.S. special forces to assassinate Venezuela President Hugo Chavez, broadcast to millions on viewers on his "700 Club" television show

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As sung by Pat Robertson to his 700 Club audience, praying to "take out" Hugo Chavez (and not to dinner):

(instrumental intro)

Take him out, in the Lord's name.
Take him out, make us proud.
Hugo Chavez is a left wing hack.
Special Forces, find him and attack.
We should root, root, root for my fond dream.
If he stays there, it's our shame.
Get it done! Please, take out Chavez
In our grand Lord's name.

Iraq's Black Gold"
(Sung to the tune of "Heart Of Gold" by Neil Young)

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(instrumental intro)

Would Dubya give... his relatives...
For war; give lives up for Iraq's black gold?
Reasons supressed 'cause... Bush never gives
Regret for searching for Iraq's black go-old...
Through the lies he sold.
War keeps on lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
Through the lies he sold.

(instrumental break)

Bush rails at Hollywood... he thinks more deaths would,
Across the ocean, win Iraq's black gold.
More war's in his mind... Bush is no Einstein...
War keeps on lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
Through the lies he sold.
War keeps on lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
Through the lies he sold.

(instrumental break)

War keeps lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
War keeps lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
War keeps lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
War keeps lurching for Iraq's black go-old...

War keeps lurching for Iraq's black go-old...
Through the lies he sold.

Crappy Holiday
(Sung to "Happy Holiday" by Bing Crosby)

Satire inspired by Sidney Blumenthal's column "Bush's unhappy holidays: The presidential vacationer is being besieged" published in the UK Guardian

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As sung by the besieged Emperor Dubya Bush at his Crawford ranch:

Crappy holiday!
Crappy holiday!
What the media tells, keeps clinging:
Cindy Sheehan camp's a zoo.

Crappy holiday!
Crappy holiday!
She's my challenger; she's swinging.
Ruined my holiday; that's true.

Have to hide away reasons:
Our "noble cause" that is Iraq;
No carnage shown from right on the ground.
Cindy Sheehan is still in town.
My polls going down the toilet, down.
Going down the toilet, down.

Have to hide away reasons:
Our "noble cause" killed her boy.
We've made a good world; it's good to enjoy.
I just hate how she would annoy.
My polls going down the toilet, down.
Going down the toilet, down.

I launched a big attack upon I-raq
For my oil cronies, yessiree.
I'll need press puppies to stick, for my old trick:
"Bringing home democracy."

Have to hide away reasons
For just what we do, for the oil we hock.
I don't regret we banged up Iraq.
Nap time's exactly at 1 o'clock.
My polls going down the toilet, down.
Going down the toilet, down.

Crappy holiday!
Crappy holiday!
What the media tells, keeps clinging:
Cindy Sheehan camp's a zoo.

Crappy holiday!
Crappy holiday!
She's my challenger; she's swinging.
Ruined my holiday; that's true.

(repeat last verse and fade)