Troubled
Vision
Dealin' down and dirty; stealin' blind is mean.
The Bush Dim Son is so right wing extreme.
His crimes have ended good times, brought this time of
hate.
Don't want Big Dick around, 'cause he can't talk straight.
Filled with lies: Bush's troubled vision.
So unwise... is his troubled vision.
Coup, no regrets, cruelty, their world view we
see.
Their troubled vision can't be destiny...
They can't do more than lie, to feed their greed.
You'll find them reacing; it's their cronies whom they'll
feed.
Let's fight the Right; G. Dubya Bush has met his limit.
F**ked up all of four years, bein' ruled by this dimwit.
Filled with lies: Bush's troubled vision.
So unwise... is his troubled vision.
Coup, no regrets, cruelty, their world view we
see.
Their troubled vision can't be destiny...
(instrumental break)
Filled with lies: Bush's troubled vision.
So unwise... is his troubled vision.
Coup, no regrets, cruelty, their world view we
see.
Their troubled vision can't be destiny...
Filled with lies: Bush's troubled vision.
So unwise... is his troubled vision.
Coup, no regrets, cruelty, their world view we
see.
Their troubled vision can't be destiny...
(repeat chorus and fade)
