you and i'll be broke when we get old
thanks to our pal dubya
we'll never go to war anywhere it's cold
you got to love old dubya

dubya is your only friend
he is your anchor in the wind
his dynasty should never end
(deficits are hard to spend
you jug-eared clown you, dubya)

dubya dubya, yippee-eye-ay
dubya dubya dubya
he'll do you one better'n the cia
(republikkkans'll fuckya!)


(fuck bush with wolfowitz's head. if you need something a little more in depth than this relatively mindless profanity, check out my newest new link. one last thing... first round of mastering for the bastards cd happened this week. 2005 should see the release, though i can't yet be more specific than that - g)