The
Fraudster
Rich is he, the Bush Boy
His true story's seldom told
He's been rendered all assistance
After pocketing more money that they promised him
Unwise at best,
Still the boy hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest, hmm...
When he left Midland and his family
He was no more than a boy
In the hands of his arrangers
In the quiet of the Lincoln bedroom, running scared
Was snorting snow, seeking out the news reporters
There these retched people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie-la-lie... lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-la-lie... lie-la-lie...
Lie-la-lie, lie-lie-la-lie, la-la-la-la-lie
The election for the ages
Bush stole his way to his job
Filled his money coffers
He had run on sham reform to get your votes from you
Thinks you don't care; Bush's crimes made him so loathsome
Do not give him comfort there, hmm...
(instrumental break)
Lie-la-lie... lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-la-lie... lie-la-lie...
Lie-la-lie, lie-lie-la-lie, la-la-la-la-lie
We are protesting the Chosen One
And wishing he was gone
Protest him...
But the Washington press writings praise GWB
GWB, protest him...
On the dais stands the Fraudster
He's a liar who's got it made
And he smirks at the reminder
How the Supreme Court had ruled for him
And they cut him slack - we cried out
In our anger at this shame
We are steaming, we are steaming
But that liar still remains
Lie-la-lie... lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-la-lie... lie-la-lie...
Lie-la-lie, lie-lie-la-lie, la-la-la-la-lie
Lie-la-lie... lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-la-lie... lie-la-lie...
Lie-la-lie, lie-lie-la-lie, la-la-la-la-lie
Lie-la-lie... lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-la-lie... lie-la-lie...
Lie-la-lie, lie-lie-la-lie, la-la-la-la-lie
Lie-la-lie... lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-la-lie... lie-la-lie...
Lie-la-lie, lie-lie-la-lie, la-la-la-la-lie
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