He Ain't Ready, He's Jeb's Brother
(Sung to the tune of "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother" by The Hollies)

(instrumental intro)
 
His road is wrong.
The right wing awaits their turn.
Bush "leads" us to... 
Polluted air, polluted land.
Protest strong... strong enough to parry him.
He ain't ready... he's Jeb's brother.

This Shrub can't grow.
Despite care, he'll crash and burn.
The burden that he must bear: 
His brain's not there.
We must slow... this despot, so dumb is he...
He ain't ready... he's Jeb's brother.

And he's craven, he will fall.
He's craven with madness.
When he falls apart,
We're filled with such gladness.
The Shrub will cry, "Mother!"

He's on the wrong road.
From which there is no return.
Big Oil will say, "Drill there... we don't care."
Bush will goad... 
Hoping foes go down and fall.
But he ain't ready... he's Jeb's brother.

He's Jeb's brother...
He ain't ready... he's Jeb's brother...

(repeat and fade)


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