Dim
Man
| In Jeb's state, pulled strings to steal elections,
And the gift they grabbed was for themselves. Shrub was slick, and couldn't wait to snatch His brother's prize: those votes rigged by his elves. There isn't a doubt Shrub's nothing but a dim man.
Such sleaze... succeeds with ease.
There isn't a doubt Shrub's nothing but a dim man.
Such sleaze... succeeds with ease.
There isn't a doubt Shrub's nothing but a dim man.
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Such sleaze... succeeds with ease.
Now Shrub's hated all around, 'round the world.
Won't listen to others.
He is just a clown, clown who's crowned.
No end to his troubles.
Duh... Buh... You...
Who? Duh... Buh... You...
(repeat last two lines and fade)
