Up
Are His Lies
(Sung by the reporters covering Bush)
We just want to talk to you
We won't do you no harm
We don't want to know about your different lies
Only your people charm
We heard some of your plans for families
Doing only as you're told
And some just say there's no trust today
You're just bought and sold
Is this true?
Please let us talk to you
We just want to know about the thoughts behind your
mind
Do we see a vacuum there
Or are we going blind?
Or is it just the remains
From libations and cocaine long ago
Things like "Rule the World"
and "Let the red ink flow"
Is this true?
Please let us talk to you
Let us talk to you
We have lived this before
The days of lies
And of course this is why
You're not concerned
And soon the people will find
Surplus erased
And the smell of favors the rich yearned
The smell of favors the rich yearned
Yeah, well, maybe, maybe it's just the change of climate
Oh Bush can sell it,
He can sell it maybe
We just wanna see.
So where do we purchase my ticket?
We'd just like to have a ringside seat
We wanna know about the new Economy
We wanna hear and see everything
We wanna hear and see everything
We wanna hear and see everything . . .
Yeah!
Ah shucks,
Now your daddy will tell you how.
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