Crazy
Little Thing Called Thought
This thing (this thing) called thought (called
thought)
Bush cries (like a baby) in a cradle all night
It hurts (woo-ooo), his head (woo-woo)
He shakes all over like a jelly fish
He never liked it
Crazy little thing called thought
There goes Dick Cheney
He knows how to read a book
He drives Bush crazy
Thought gives Bush a hot and cold fever
Then it leaves him in a cool, cool sweat
He's gotta be cool, relax
Get hip, get on the attack
Take a back seat, hitch a ride
Let his handler's tell what to decide
He's never ready
Crazy little thing called thought
Yeah
He's gotta be cool, relax
Get hip, get on the attack
Take a back seat, hitch a ride
Let his handler's tell what to decide
He's never ready (never ready)
Crazy little thing called thought
This thing called thought, Bush just can't handle it
this thing called thought, Bush must get 'round to it
He ain't ready
Crazy little thing called thought
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called thought, yeah, yeah
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