Hey
Bush, We Loathe You
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; you just lived off your
name.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; only chumps buy your
game.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; you just lived off your
name.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; only chumps buy your
game.
We're talking down the Cheat.
Finding ways towards his defeat.
Without thinking, Bush will try
To make it seem like he can get by.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; you just lived off your
name.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; only chumps buy your
game.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; you just lived off your
name.
Hey, Bush - we loathe you; only chumps buy your
game.
No cold war, but Bush tries
To put more missiles in the skies.
His means are wicked, and his aims are wrong.
He has proved his brain is not too strong.
(instrumental break)
Press corps vouches for his "feats."
Like lap dogs, they beg for their treats.
There's no hope that they will see the Fool.
Bush the Dope is just a right wing tool.
Hell, no! Hell, no! Hell, no! Hell,
no! Hell, no! Hell, no! Hell, no!
Don't want you...
Defeat Bush Baby, yeah...
