This job's not easy; can't think; in pain.
When I lie, I just drain my appeal.
Bushies, I'll need your love, after all I ain't done.

You don't believe me?!
All you now see is a world that's now screwed?
I know Brown's mess-up has defined
No fixes for current issues.

I had to let it happen, I refused to change.
Got my way all my life; how I feel.
Looking out for rich friends, though; there's a war to be won.

Iraq chose freedom.
Ignored the sound of the anti-war view.
Katrina made mess of it all.
I never expected it to....

Don't pile on me 'bout Katrina!
Keep truth hidden; it's no virtue.
So I took five days... to come from Texas.
New Orleans promised... fed'ral assistance.

My bad misfortune, for I'm to blame.
Forever blighted, can't win
Now it seems to the world: cronies, all I've hired.

I'm disillusioned!
More spin's not the solutions they promised to be.
My answers were fear and more slime.
I love you, and hope you love me.