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Nowadays, Bush threatens our planet;
They say, "Eat or be eaten."
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It's their "Culture" of Life.
Wars that steal our fortune.
Right wing creeps like Feith;
Bush's band of dopes,
Tell us, "Keep your place."
Their doomed path unwinding;
So-called Culture... their "Culture" of Life.
DeLay cussed judges when Schiavo died;
Heard blunderbuss roars from the Czar.
Tom DeLay cussed; wailed 'bout his troubles.
Our troops have to live with their scars.
Gone far too much, Bush rakes in fear.
Kept us blind, yet war torture was found.
The Dim Son's polls were high.
He dropped bombs from the sky.
Iraq's fate was called when the shrub was crowned.
It's their "Culture" of Life.
Wars that steal our fortune.
Right wing creeps like Feith;
Bush's band of dopes,
Tell us, "Keep our place."
Their doomed path unwinding;
So-called Culture... their "Culture" of Life.
Their doomed path unwinding
So-called Culture... their "Culture" of Life.