You're a mean one, Mister Bush. You really are a heel. You walked right into the White House With a win that wasn't real Mister Bu...ush! You're trying to roll back advancements from Clinton back to the New Deal!  You're a monster, Mister Bush. Your heart's an empty hole. Your brain is full of nothing And you think you've saved your soul Mister Bu...ush! You're dumber than Dan Quayle and meaner than Bob Dole!

You're a vile one, Mister Bush.
You drip blood from your smile.
You have all the real compassion of Steve Irwin's crocodile
Mister Bu...ush!

Given no choice by your fascism, you want...
People to say "Heil!"

You're a foul one, Mister Bush.
You're a nasty, wasted skunk.
Or economy is ruined with your side-of-supply junk
Mister Bu...ush!

The three words that best describe your words, and I quote:
"Lies! False! Bunk!"

You're a liar, Mister Bush.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Where are those big, bad awful weapons
You say Saddam Hussein's gots
Mister Bu...ush?

And if Iraq was about 9/11, you've provided no proof that ties...
Saddam to those plots.

You nauseate me, Mister Bush
From head down to my shoes.
You're as hooked on oil and money as you used to be on booze
Mister Bu...ush!

And on the second of November...
You... are... going... to... loooo...ose!

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