Hey,
Rush
Hey, Rush
Don't be afraid
Bush was made to go out and get crushed
The minute you yawned your festering trap
You made Gore's win much easier
And anytime you feel the pain
That Rush, insane
Just call the world all dirty liberals
For well we know you're just a fool
Who plays it cool
By faking his world, what a little man
Na na na na na na na na na
Hey, Rush
Don't let us down
Bush has floundered, now go and get Gore
Remember to call him all sort of names
Then you can start to reap the bitter
So let it out and let Gore win
Hey Rush, 'beggin
You're waiting for Bush and Dick to spin
And don't you know that it's all through
Hey Rush, you do
The movement you're leading is now a loser
Na na na na na na na na
Hey Rush,
Don't take it bad
Take a long look at your bed wetter
Remember, you lost by having no heart
But you will start to blame the weather
Weather, weather, weather, weather, weather, oh
Na, na, na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, hey, Rush
Na, na, na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, hey Rush
Na, na, na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, hey Rush
(repeat last verse)
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