Tuesday, March 27, 2007
(Sung to the tune of "I Second That Emotion" by Smokey Robinson)
Click HERE for MIDI music
(instrumental intro)
Baby Bush gets impeached - that would be sweet!
Continuing Iraq fight will mean defeat.
Baby Bush, you will pay, and lose it all.
A big waste of money; your party's gonna fall (crash Bush's world)
(Chorus:)
Crash Bush's world - a good case; let impeachment start.
Let's watch BushCo break apart.
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
(brief instrumental break)
Bushies still think that Shrub can't lose his crown.
Bush is out of time, can't hang around.
Most of us think that Shrub played us for fools.
Hid mistakes with lies, while breaking rules.
Crash Bush's world - a good case; let impeachment start.
Let's watch BushCo break apart.
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
(instrumental break)
Baby Bush gets impeached - that would be sweet!
Continuing Iraq fight will mean defeat.
Baby Bush, you will pay, and lose it all.
A big waste of money; your party's gonna fall (crash Bush's world)
(Chorus:)
Crash Bush's world - a good case; let impeachment start.
Let's watch BushCo break apart.
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
(brief instrumental break)
Bushies still think that Shrub can't lose his crown.
Bush is out of time, can't hang around.
Most of us think that Shrub played us for fools.
Hid mistakes with lies, while breaking rules.
Crash Bush's world - a good case; let impeachment start.
Let's watch BushCo break apart.
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
So, hearings revealed their thuggery.
Bush-Cheney caused revulsion;
We recommend expulsion!
(fade)
Alberto
(Sung to the tune of 'Fernando' by ABBA)
Parody lyrics by Mark Hoolihan
In "honor" of Attorney General Alberto Gonzales, who will hopefully soon be resigning in order to "pursue other projects" or "spend time with his family."
Click HERE for MIDI music
(instrumental intro)
Can you hear the drums, Alberto?
Such a shame to you have to tell a bold faced lie like this
Will you testify, Alberto?
You were lying to yourself and softly hoping you'd go far
I could see the scandal come,
Yet deep inside your walls,you were a shining star
There is justice now, Alberto
Every hour brings you closer to accountability
Are you now afraid, Alberto?
You were young and arrogant, and yes, you were prepared to lie
And I'm not ashamed to say
The sound of people being tortured made me cry
There was something in the way you lied;
It wasn't right, Alberto
There was something you forgot you see:
Legality, Alberto
Though you never thought that you could lose,
There's no regret
If you had to do the same again,
You would, my friend, Alberto
Now you'll go away, Alberto
And for many years, you'll write a book and cross this land
Can you hear the drums, Alberto?
Do you still recall the fateful night your job turned partisan?
I can see it in your eyes,
How proud you were to sit at George Bush's right hand
There was something in the way you lied;
It wasn't right, Alberto
There was something you forgot you see:
Legality, Alberto
Though you never thought that you could lose,
There's no regret
If you had to do the same again,
You would, my friend, Alberto
There was something in the way you lied;
It wasn't right, Alberto
There was something you forgot you see:
Legality, Alberto
Though you never thought that you could lose,
There's no regret
If you had to do the same again,
You would, my friend, Alberto
Yes, if you had to do the same again,
You would my friend, Alberto...
(repeat chorus, fade)
Courtesy Mark Hoolihan and the Hoolinet (http://www.hoolinet.com)
Copyright 2007 Boniface Bugle Productions. All Rights Absurd.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Sunday, March 18, 2007
(Sung to the tune of "American Woman" by The Guess Who)
(Prologue:)
Republican Moron, got a messed up mind.
Republican Moron, he got a messed up mind.
Republican Moron, got a messed up mind.
Republican Moron, got a messed up mind.
R-E...
P-U...
Say B...
Say L...
Say I...
Say C...
Say A...
Say N...
Republican Moron, got a messed up mind...
Republican Moron, got a messed up mind...
Republican Moron, got a messed up mind...
[Click HERE to start MIDI music]
(electric guitar riff)
Republican Moron... thinks he's royalty-y.
Republican Moron... named G. Dubya B.
Still more scandals laid at his door.
Bush don't wanna see the face of war.
He's got more important things to do:
Commit war crimes; scoff at law review.
This Moron... must be sent away.
Republican Moron, face Impeachment Day-ay-ay!
(electric guitar solo)
Republican Moron... thinks he's royalty-y.
Republican Moron... named G. Dubya B.
Awe-and-Shocking Iraq through war,
Afghanistan, then Iran, for more.
Through sheer spite, and outing spies,
Shredding freedoms through his lies.
This Moron... must be sent away.
Republican Moron, face Impeachment Day-ay-ay!
Republican Moron... won't get away-ay...
Republican Moron... must be sent away-ay.
Still more scandals laid at his door.
Bush don't wanna see the face of war.
We don't need his war machines.
We don't need his torture scenes.
Shredding freedoms through his lies.
This Moron... G. Dubya B.
Republican Moron... worst Prez in history-y-y!
Go... start impeachment day...
Start impeachment day...
Now go, go, go...
We don't need you, moron.
Bye-bye... bye-bye...
Bye-bye... bye-bye...
You're no good, G.B.
You're no good, W.
You're a crooked prez whom we despise.
Impeach you and all your crew...
You know you gotta leave...
You know you gotta go...
You know you gotta go, Moron...
We will impeach you, Moron...
Goodbye, Republican Moron...
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
(Sung to the tune of "Sacrifice" by Elton John)
Click HERE for MIDI music
(instrumental intro)
Bush says "Things are fine!"
For war, he's longed.
With itchy trigger fingers.
By his nation, gonged.
No legal bountaries
Will stop this mad man.
Through deceit, he's calling
To start war with other lands.
Cold, cold heart
Of Duh-Buh-You.
Things ain't better, Bush Baby.
He'll soon crash; he's through.
Bush wants more "sacrifice."
His simplistic words.
To Iraq, he gives his view of the world.
Bush wants more sacrifice...
More sacrifice.
Bush wants more sacrifice by all.
Was no misunderstanding.
Altered the facts.
His proclivities beg derision.
Through illegal acts.
The screwed election...
When Congress turned...
The Dems now dam you...
Bush lunacy burns...
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
(Sung to the tune of "I've Got A Rock & Roll Heart" by Eric Clapton)
As sung by warmonger Emperor Dubya Bush
Click HERE for MIDI music
(instrumental intro)
Oil, we're stealing... through all the bombs we've hurled.
I'm at the moment, where I could soon rule the world.
The world says I'm crazy; my reign will implode.
Iran's my new target, hey...
We've got to go... we've got to go...
I'll look tough... for more wars, I'm ready.
I'll look tough... my team took me far.
Congress can't impeach me... for high crimes, nor teach me.
I've got a shock-and-awe... I've got a shock-and-awe heart.
Congress had fallen... it did much harm to the Right.
I'll hold my course steady; won't be folding up my fight.
I say there's nothing left for me to explain.
More war, you're gettin', and I don't want to change...
I don't want to change!
I'll look tough... for more wars, I'm ready.
I'll look tough... my team took me far.
Congress can't impeach me... for high crimes, nor teach me.
I've got a shock-and-awe... I've got a shock-and-awe heart.
I am not a quitter! We'll win - yes, we could!
All we got to do is just put down insurgents for good.
I'll look tough... for more wars, I'm ready.
I'll look tough... my team took me far.
Congress can't impeach me... for high crimes, nor teach me.
I've got a shock-and-awe... I've got a shock-and-awe heart.
(instrumental fade)
Thursday, February 08, 2007
(Sung to the tune of "Revolution" by The Beatles)
Inspired by the essay, "Surge Protectors" by Greg Mitchell, who writes, "...Inside reports suggest President Bush has already decided on sending many more troops to Iraq starting next month. Until now, the media has bought into his labeling of this as a mere "surge." But the media needs to call it by its proper name: escalation."
Click HERE for MIDI music
(instrumental intro)
Bush said he wants an es-ca-la-tion:
His war surge, a fake show.
Faker wants to rule the world.
A dictator defying our nation;
To his war, we said, "NO!"
Faker wants to rule the world.
And now Bush talks 'bout more destruction:
"Let's go attack Iran!" - hear him shout.
Bush will not tolerate peace; just fight.
Just fight!
Just fight!
Bush says, "No diplomatic solution!
Through war, we will show,
That we're tougher than Iran!"
More war and prisoner execution
Sets Bush all aglow.
We're all booing such a plan.
But war means big money for cronies of Bush, who hate
To lose sweetheart contracts all guaranteed by the state.
Bush will not tolerate peace; just fight.
Just fight!
Just fight!
Bush says he'll change our Constitution;
What he says, must go.
Our nation must change its head.
Impeachment is our only solution;
Bush and Cheney must go!
No more should our troops be bled.
Faked stories of terrorists, no one believes right now.
Bush ain't gonna make peace with anyone anyhow.
Bush will not tolerate peace - just fight!
Just fight!
Just fight!
Just fight! Just fight! Just fight!
Just fight! Just fight! Just fight!
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
(Sung to the tune of "After The Loving" by Englebert Humperdinck)
Click HERE for MIDI music
(instrumental intro)
The Republicans weep, after their drubbing.
They got hung at the polls; sent away.
Bush the Dope must now fear
This could lead to his own impeachment day.
Extra hard is his pain;
Bush the King now is reeling.
Place by place, his support has run dry.
Now the Shrub hasn't much,
And he's found booing voices greet his lies.
Bush mistakenly... thought he'd rule through point of a gun.
No mistakes does he... admit he's done.
The Republicans weep, after their drubbing.
The Bush flacks despair, and they cry.
Dubya Shrub's a disgrace.
Voters really don't want more troops to die.
Bush just "knows... he's not wrong."
He's not saying... anything new.
But after the drubbing.
We're thrilled that Shrub is through.
(instrumental break)
The Republicans weep, after their drubbing.
The Bush flacks despair, and they cry.
Dubya Shrub's a disgrace.
Voters really don't want more troops to die.
Bush just "knows... he's not wrong."
He's not saying... anything new.
But after the drubbing.
We're thrilled that Shrub is through.
Yes, after the drubbing.
We're thrilled that Shrub is through.
Yes, after the drubbing.
We're thrilled that Shrub is through.
(instrumental ending)