Run
From Hell
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better make your mind up for
Your favorite Bush lies.
With your head up your ass and your
Tax cut blind eyes.
For Bush’s empty smile
And his hungry heart.
Feel the bile rising from his guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters
When your integrity matters
And the reporters batter
Down Al Gore.
You'd better run.
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better read the news
About the dirty right.
Keep their dirty feelings
Out of sight.
And if you're taking their rhetoric
At their word
You'd better look at Bush.
He’s such a sight.
Cause if you catch Bush in one of his lies
Trying to trick the voters,
They're gonna send him back to Austin
At the ballot box.
He better run.
Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa!
[sound of Bush falling, followed by loud scream]
Hammer, Hammer
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