Protest
His Inauguration
Bush plays his Nintendo; won't watch events as they pass
by.
He says to himself, "I'm su-uch a lucky guy-uy.
I am the world ruler... the neocons' dream come true.
Running my empire and the world... which belongs to
me."
Millions protest his inauguration... and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-a-tion... and his theocracy.
Dead troops get buried, to grieving families;
Bush had chosen to steal oil out of a country,
Killing children, by decree.
He'll tell you li-i-i-ies... to realize it all.
World empire is his dream; oil to steal, through his
schemes.
Millions protest his inauguration (once again)...
and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-a-tion... and his theocracy.
(brief instrumental break)
Every night, on his knees, Bush prays:
"Dear Lord, hear my plea...
Don't ever Democrats take power from me,
Or I will surely cry-y-y...
Oh, my war is... heavenly;
Using arms emboldens me.
Saddam surrendered rapidly.
But in Iraq, can't see... the cakewalk that
Dick sold me."
Protest his inauguration (once again)... and his
theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-ation... and his theocracy.
Millions protest his inauguration (once again)...
and his theocracy.
They protest his inaugura-a-tion... and his theocracy.
(repeat chorus and fade)
Copyright © 2004 by W. Tong
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