With no warnin', Bush goes runnin' on a plan to spoil
our water
We inquired and it's stunnin' 'bout colonias on the border
Cutting corners in state programs, as we see him drag
his feet
But this hangman's always hangin', so this man
deserves defeat, yeah
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again...
Deals turnin' 'round and 'round
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again
Don't you know he's no headliner, only kind to his rich
friends
We want doom for this big whiner, who will pander to
their trends
In his youth, he was a wild one, and his scandals brought
him sorrow
All the time, we see him smirking, he'll be on his knees
tomorrow, yeah
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again...
Deals turnin' 'round and 'round
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again
(electric guitar solo, organ solo)
Now he'll swear, and kick and hex us, sayin' he's got
a working plan
Then you find the state of Texas is dead last in all
this land
He tries hard to get more money, where it slides under
the table
With his brand of ilk, it's funny: he is rich, but he's
not able, no...
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again...
Deals turnin' 'round and 'round
That jerk, Smirk, blew it again
(Repeat chorus and fade)
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