(instrumental intro)
Junta, begone!
He's Poppy's son, and he's never worked, 'cause he's lazy.
In three hundred days, Bush's junta could be gone.
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Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.
Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.
Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.
Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.