We Will Pay Dearly If McCain's Enthroned
(Sung to the tune of "I Can See Clearly Now" by Johnny Nash)

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We will pay dearly if McCain's enthroned.
He'd remove all obstacles in his way.
Palin will draw the crowds who will vote blind.
Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.
Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.

McCain will just fake it now, as Palin's pawn.
Hoping his bad polling has disappeared.
Sitting on scandals brayin' at their door.
Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.
Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.

(Bridge:)

Dumb all-around, this G.O.P. crew lies...
Truth, they must shred; nothing but moose pies*...

We will pay dearly if McCain's enthroned.
He'd remove all obstacles in his way.
Palin will draw the crowds who will vote blind.
Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.
Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.

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Woo the Religious Right (Right)... Right (Right)... Election Day.

(Moose pies = Alaskan bull sh*t)

Sarah's Vile
(Sung to the tune of "Sara Smile" by Daryl Hall & John Oates)

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Without care, she's telling lies.
Drafted by McCain to woo the Right.
Trojan Moose, we see, Palin's skating...
From the sunlight.

Scandals unfold, unseemly.
Haven't got much to run upon, so they lie, coldly.
This rube, for Veep? No, never!

Sarah's... vile!
Corruption piles up, we see...

What is she concealing? We all want to know.
Or Election Day can end in sorrow.
For the presidency, let's show
All you got to do is say, "NO!"

Scandals unfold, unseemly.
Haven't got much to run upon, so they lie, coldly.
This rube, for Veep? No, never!

Sarah's... vile!
Corruption piles up, we see...

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McClone-Failin' Want Four More Years of Bush Policies

Two Duds


Failin' Is Not An Option... She's McCain's Running Mate

He's Still The One
Sung to the tune of "Still The One" by Orleans
by Judy Morrow

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McCain’s been here since way back when
But Dems, we never want to see him again
‘Cause you should all know, after all these years,
He’s still the one who’ll play into all our fears

He’s still the one (wacky cranky and mad)
Still the one (he’s flip flopping bad)
George Bush’s third term,
Yep, he’s still the one

On TV, we see him ev’ry day
A cynic, new ideas he pushes away
When it comes to Iraq, never wants us to leave
Tax cuts first were bad, now he firmly believes

He’s still the one (says "economy's strong")
Still the one (who has it all wrong)
George Bush’s third term,
Yep, he’s still the one

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He’s still the one (says hope is all wrong)
Still the one (yet Obama is strong)
George Bush’s third term,
Yep, he’s still the one

Changing our world, for him is wrong
Though our country‘s thirst for it is strong

He’s still the one (an angry grouch)
Still the one (yes he’s way outta touch)
George Bush’s third term,
Yep, he’s still the one

He’s still the one (whose positions get switched)
Still the one (whose own party has dissed)
George Bush’s third term,
Yep, he’s still the one

He’s still the one (at clouds he does shout)
Still the one (old man, turn about)
George Bush’s third term,
Yep, he’s still the one

Condi and the Hood

How does Dick Cheney get away with lying about torture? You know the drill...

Vote to IMPEACH BUSH!

Dummy With Nothing
(Sung to the tune of "Money From Nothing" by Dire Straits)

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We want... we want George Bush impeached...
We want... we want George Bush impeached...

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Look at that dodo; that's the way he'll screw it.
Bush plays the dumb czar who goes on TV.
Bush ain't workin' - that's the way he'll screw it.
Dummy with nothing, but his hicks don't see.

No, Bush ain't workin' - that's the way he'll screw it.
Lemme tell you, Bush fans are dumb.
Hurricane Katrina? Didn't lift his finger.
Waits until New Orleans drowns, then he comes.

Supreme Court installed Emperor Dubya.
Bush's mission brought world mis-er-y-y-y.
Gather more proof for the prosecutors.
Impeach this kook on public TV...

Is Bush still braggin' 'bout his warring and his tax cuts?
Bush bombed, without a care.
Is Bush still braggin' 'bout his wars, so blood-stained.
Still on his wagon are his millionaires.

Supreme Court installed Emperor Dubya.
Bush's mission brought world mis-er-y-y-y.
Gather more proof for the prosecutors.
Impeach this kook on public TV...

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We all got burned by Bush playing Big Czar.
He all got burned by dunce, so dumb.
Crooked, like Papa; Shrub's not too good in front of cameras.
Massive damage he's done.
He supported fat cats; made all right wing choices.
The world press portrays him as a chimpanzee.
Bush ain't workin' - that's the way he'll screw it.
Dummy with nothing, but his hicks don't see.

No, Bush ain't workin' - that's the way he'll screw it.
Bush plays the dumb czar who goes on TV.
Bush ain't workin' - that's the way he'll screw it.
Dummy with nothing, but his hicks don't see.

Dummy with nothing...
Hicks don't see...

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"... and now, a word from our PEZ - er, pRez..."

Faker Bush, Depart
(Sung to the tune of "Achy Breaky Heart" by Billy Ray Cyrus)

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Held hostage is the world; new war rumors now swirl.
That's why we can't wait 'til Bush is gone.
More enemies, not friends; just what a fool's he's been.
Iraq is broken by the Bush war zone.

Bush can do more harm, with few more months to go.
To stave off defeat in all his wars.
Poor Condi's in a snit; coverin' up his sh*t.
Bad news is comin' out 'bout oil whores.

Go tell Bush, "Depart!
You faker, Bush - depart!
You just can't think nor understand.
Just go to hell - depart!
You, faker, Bush - depart!"
Congress, wise up; impeach this man!

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Compared to Bush's Paw, the Shrub's the worst we saw;
An unelected fraud who got his way.
Helped by his brother Jeb, when Dubya's votes had ebbed.
Supreme Court overruled Election Day.

Bush cronies who are sleaze, do anything they please;
With billions that they've stolen, got away.
While Bush just tells more lies, programmed into his mind.
Can't wait to throw him out and make him pay.

Go tell Bush, "Depart!
You faker, Bush - depart!
You just can't think nor understand.
Just go to hell - depart!
You, faker, Bush - depart!"
Congress, wise up; impeach this man!

Go tell Bush, "Depart!
You faker, Bush - depart!
You just can't think nor understand.
Just go to hell - depart!
You, faker, Bush - depart!"
Congress, wise up; impeach this man!

He's An Ancient Man
(Sung to the tune of "Secret Agent Man" by Johnny Rivers)

Just what this country needs for our next president... NOT! A 72-year old warmonger Bush-clone named John McCain

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Who's the man who'd put us all in danger?
He's Arizona's version, Texas Ranger.
With every move, he aches.
Bad health, the chance he takes.
Odds are we won't live to see tomorrow.

He's an... ancient man.
He's an... ancient man.
Who's worse than the Bush the Dumber?
The mistaken John McCain.

The wars that he embraces shows he's blind
McCain embraces Bush's evil mind.
Not too careful of who he'd slay.
On Iran, it's bombs away.
Odds are we won't live to see tomorrow.

He's an... ancient man.
He's an... ancient man.
Who's worse than the Bush the Dumber?
The mistaken John McCain.

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He's an... ancient man.
He's an... ancient man.
Who's worse than the Bush the Dumber?
The mistaken John McCain.

Clingin' to an ancient era, one way.
Said we're stayin' in Iraq forever, his way.
The world had seen his Baghdad trip.
So unhinged that his mind could flip.
The odds are we won't live to see tomorrow.

He's an... ancient man.
He's an... ancient man.
Who's worse than the Bush the Dumber?
The mistaken John McCain.

He's an ancient man.

Fool Of A King, It's Over
(Sung to the tune of "Fool, If You Think It's Over" by Chris Rea)

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Bush's reign... its end, our gain.
Fool named Shrub; George W.
Bush taking flak; his regime's gone off-track.
The right wing cheers.... Shrub's eight long years.
The stains on his regime; unreal, his right wing dreams.
Our troops dyin' every day...

Fool of a king, it's over.
Bush, get lost! Good bye!
Fool of a king, it's over...
For selling lies!
War through lies, increased torture, pain
He's the worst crook; look at what he's done.
Fool of a king, it's over.
Bush the dunce...

The Bush regime... has a power-grab scheme.
We mock his crown... and what he'll say.
For Bush's pride, so many thousands died.
He ruled through fear, for eight long years.

Fool of a king, it's over.
Bush, get lost! Good bye!
Fool of a king, it's over...
For selling lies!
War through lies, increased torture, pain
He's the worst crook; look at what he's done.
Fool of a king, it's over.
Bush the dunce...

Torture is the worst war crime.
Dubya is Dick Cheney's mime.
Troops are dyin' every day,
Iraq war zone.
Warmonger dunce should go away.
We laugh at you and say:

Fool of a king, it's over.
Bush, get lost! Good bye!
Fool of a king, it's over...
For selling lies!
War through lies, increased torture, pain
He's the worst crook; look at what he's done.
Fool of a king, it's over.
Bush the dunce...

Bush & His Looney Bunch Are Right Wing Nuts
(Sung to the tune of "I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Coconuts" by Monty Python)

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Conspired with Tony Blair, to make war without care;
Fool and a madman, spouting lies to boost his scare...

Bush and his looney bunch are right wing nuts;
Ruled for eight long years, now they must go!
Big ones, small ones, lies are all we were fed.
World is pissed; let's have him dismissed.
Thousands in Iraq dead.

Yes, Bush and his looney bunch are right wing nuts.
War was waged and cronies were made rich.
Bush taking life, perpetuating strife.
Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.

Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.
Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.
World wants him gone, world wants him gone.
Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.

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Bush and his looney bunch are right wing nuts;
Ruled for eight long years, now they must go!
Big ones, small ones, lies are all we were fed.
World is pissed; let's have him dismissed.
Thousands in Iraq dead.

Yes, Bush and his looney bunch are right wing nuts.
War was waged and cronies were made rich.
Bush taking life, perpetuating strife.
Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.

Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.
Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.
World wants him gone, world wants him gone.
Now the world wants him gone; erase this glitch.

Ain't Nothing Like A Real King
(Sung to the tune of "Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing" by Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell)

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Ain't nothing like a real king, is he?
Ain't nothing like the real king.
Ain't nothing like the real king, is he?
Ain't nothing like the real king

Bush looks for "victory"... braggin' 'bout his war.
He can't see; so dumb is he; to him, war's a game.
Can't criticize him, 'cause a "victor" is not to blame.

Things are no bettter, and it's quite clear
Bush is using... power he's abusing; still spreading fear.
Cheney's voice whispering in his ear.

Ain't nothing like the real king, is he?
Ain't nothing like the real king

Bush plays his game, a fantasy.
He pretends... that he can shape reality.
He's seeking shelter; bubble of comfort, see?

The world's found who's to blame: Bush, his name.
The Putz must really be nuts to think things are better.
Has no brains, justfeathers.

We've got bad memories to look back on.
We need much help; sack Bush's trhone.
We're well aware nothing can take the place of winning fair.

So mad and rotten; Bush King's crazy.
So mad and rotten, Bush King.
Ain't nothing like a real king, is he?
Ain't nothing like a real king.

Bullsh*t And Spin
(Sung to the tune of "Dust In The Wind" by Kansas)

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Bush sold... his... lies...
Fooled us for the moment, and his moment's gone.
His... war... schemes... made him much despised; he's an atrocity.
Bull... sh*t and spin... got his war through bullsh*t and spin.
Bush's throng... cheerleaded for slaughter and for endless greed.
Bush's coup... stumbled all around, ignoring those with need.

Bull... sh*t and spin... Bush the czar is bullsh*t and spin.

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Still hangs on... Bush wants war forever, owning Earth and sky.
He's slip and pay... and Bush's money won't restore the ones who die.

Bull... sh*t and spin... Bush the czar is bullsh*t and spin.
Bull... sh*t and spin... Bush the czar is bullsh*t and spin.

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Neocon Morons
(Sung to the tune of "Honky Tonk Woman" by The Rolling Stones)

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They've got a booze-soaked "war-time" king with hubris...
Who tries to start more wars, while thousands died.
Fanatic neocons that Bush made bolder...
Smash their right-wing schemes; we think they've lost their minds.

They're the ne-e-e-e-o-con morons.
Rummy, Wolfie, Hadley, and neocon crew.

The Twin Towers fell one day in New York City.
We're told to shut up, while Bush moved to fight.
Who said Iraqis would greet us with roses?
The path Bush chose was war, which rules his mind.

They're the ne-e-e-e-e-o-con morons.
Rummy, Wolfie, Hadley, and neocon crew.
They're the ne-e-e-e-e-o-con morons.
Rummy, Wolfie, Hadley, and neocon crew.
They're the ne-e-e-e-e-o-con morons.
Rummy, Wolfie, Hadley, and neocon crew.

Dubya's Hit A Brand New Snag
(Sung to the tune of "Papa's Got A Brand New Bag" by James Brown)

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He gets blistered... Dubya's in a sling.
Polls have slipped... how that dumb fool feeds hate.
Permanent sag...
Dubya's hit a brand new snag (guitar riff)

So where's Osama? Shrub's war, a crazy scheme.
War does he fancy... but his mind can't hold a theme.
Permanent sag...
Dubya's hit a brand new snag (guitar riff)

Who's doing Shrub's work?
Our troops, who die.
Bush playing "Chief" and "Commander Guy"
He's Shrub the Monkey...
Sir Cash Tornado...
Don't-Know Jack...
Terminator-And-Darth Vader.

No, Dubya... is doin' no work.
Dubya... is doin' no work.
His ignorant bliss... hit and miss...
The Commander Guy... said stay and fight.
This king... and his neocon gang
Will be gone.

Hey, hey!... soon gone...
Hey, hey!... the far right... lost the fight.
Bush gone! Hey! Hey!

Shrub's Dumb As A Rock
(Sung to the tune of "Loves Me Like A Rock" by Paul Simon)

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When he was a little boy (when Shrub was just a boy)
And his Daddy would call his name (when Shrub was just a boy)
He'd say, "Now, W. - do better at your schooling (when Shrub was just a boy)
Was a sadist as a boy (when Shrub was just a boy)
Shrub and looneys of the Right conspire

Bush and his thug team - his thug team
Set up theocracy that thugs dream
Though the Shrub's dumb as a rock.
We mock him as the "blockhead sage" - we loathe him.
We loathe him, loathe him, loathe him, loathe him.

He seized the throne, but has no plan (throne, but had no plan)
Bush the Devil played his war game
His right wing voodoo... voodoo, no one he's fooling.
He's the world's most hated man
Starting wars for "world security"

Bush and his thug team - his thug team
Set up theocracy that thugs dream
Though the Shrub's dumb as a rock.
We mock him as the "blockhead sage" - we loathe him.
We loathe him, loathe him, loathe him, loathe him.

Bush the Dunce as pResident (dunce is president)
Lowest in history is his name (dunce is president)
His right wing voodoo... voodoo, no one's he's fooling
Office of President, he'd steal
Does he look Presidential? No, he's dumb

Bush and his thug team - his thug team
Set up theocracy that thugs dream
Though the Shrub's dumb as a rock.
We mock him as the "blockhead sage" - we loathe him.
We loathe him, loathe him, loathe him, loathe him.

Shrub's dumb as a rock...
Shrub's dumb as a rock...
Shrub's dumb as a rock...
Shrub's dumb as a rock...
Shrub's dumb as a rock, Bush Baby...
Shrub's dumb as a rock...

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Shrub Is Through
(Sung to the tune of "Waterloo" by ABBA)

Good riddance to the worst president in American history

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Bye, bye!
His reign's soon through, and power, Bush must surrender.
Oh, yeah!
Historians gut his "legacy" in quite a similar way.
In history, crooks deserve hell.
George Bush, let's impeach and expel!

Shrub is through!
His plans defeated for endless war.
Shrub is through!
Promise to loathe you forever more.
Shrub is through!
Bush has laid waste, like a wrecking crew.
Shrub is through!
Finally facing his reign is through.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shrub is through!
Finally facing his reign is through.

Bye, bye!
World tried to stop attack on weak by stronger.
Oh, yeah!
And now it seems Shrub's only chance is to leave and take flight.
Bush seized so much power to abuse.
To him, rights and the law have no use.

Bush seized so much power to abuse.
To him, rights and the law have no use.

Shrub is through!
His plans defeated for endless war.
Shrub is through!
Promise to loathe you forever more.
Shrub is through!
Bush has laid waste, like a wrecking crew.
Shrub is through!
Finally facing his reign is through.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shrub is through!
Finally facing his reign is through.

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Through
(Sung to the tune of "True" by Spandau Ballet)

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Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub's... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub... is...
Through...

Shrub's through... carried by his teams.
Partners in crime, for world domination dreams.
His cronies steal; Bush made it so.
Bush is unsound, and it shows.
Bush is unsound...

Bush brought a pox upon the world.
He wants to attack again.
Bush doesn't make it hard to write the next line.
Bush won't want the truth to be said.

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub... is...
Through...

Power to kill, in his head; but still tied is his tongue.
Unsolved, his messes; Bush just spun.
Listening to Cheney, all along.
Bush still unsound, and it shows.
Bush still unsound...
Power's slipping from his hands...
In eight months time, he'll be gone.
Fakes who'd seize such power; let's fight them next time.
Yes, we want the truth to be known.

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub... is...
Through...

Bush brought a pox upon the world.
He wants to attack again.
Bush doesn't make it hard to write the next line.
Bush want the the truth to be said.

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub is...
Through...

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The Shrub is through, soon.
The Shrub is through, soon.
We know that... Shrub is... through

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