Another suburban family mourning
Find mother cryin' from the fall
We have to shout above the din of our stock-crispied
Bush can't hear anything at all
We all chant our litany of new debt and frustration
But we all see Bush's agenda is fake
Dubya only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away
Something crawls from the slime
It's the bottom, it's the marked
White House fake

Another industrial ugly morning
Tha factory belches filth into the sky
Bush talks unhindered through his daily lies today
He doesn't think to wonder why
His secretaries pout and preen
Takes cheap shots at Wall Street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every so called meeting,
Finds everyone his superior
He's a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away
Something crawls to the surface
Just the farce of the White House

Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Dubya spins the wheel and watches economic chaos
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees his economy doomed and making headlines
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away
There's a shadow on the door
In a office, that's for sure
Of a lost, White House fake

Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away...

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