Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy named Bush
His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush,
He drank like a fish while he drove a car about,
But that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out.
DUI that is,
Criminal record
Cover-up.
Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale
He can't spell his name but they never let him fail.
He spends all his time hangin' out with student folk,
And that's when he learns how to snort a line of coke.
Blow, that is.
White gold.
Nose Candy!
The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam.
Kin folks say, "Georgie, stay at home with Mom."
Let the common people get maimed and scarred.
We'll buy you a spot in the Texas National Guard.
Cush, that is.
Country clubs.
Nose candy.
Twenty years later George gets a little bored.
He trades in the booze, says Jesus is his Lord.
He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna be."
So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP.
Gun owners, that is.
Falwell.
Jesse Helms.
Come November 7, the election ran late.
Kin folks said, "Jeb, give the boy your state!"
"Don't let those black folk get anywhere near the polls."
So they put up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes.
Chads, that is.
Duval County.
Miami-Dade.
Before the votes were counted, the 5 Supremes stepped in.
Told all the voters "Hey, we want our George to win."
"Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation.
And that's how little Georgie finally got his coronation.
Rigged, that is.
Illegitimate.
No moral authority.
Y'all come vote now. Ya hear?
We'll see if brother Jeb has a few aces up his sleeve to try and steal the election away from Mr. Kerry! Dubya is a sneaky son-of-a-b*tch!
If Kerry isn't the next prez...Dubya should be impeached!
KERRY FOR PREZ!!!
Kriz ;o)