(instrumental intro)

Bush cheated his way to the top.
Three years gone by; he's still a flop.
Troop cannon fodder, leading us nowhere.
Bush's team together... built disastrous foreign affairs.

Bush spun so fast, yet his polls fell.
Fire smoldering, his election hell.
He could he know the Right would turn out bad?
Everything he wanted, was to be a king like Dad.

Bush missed more than two years, Air Guard service time.
Thirty years ago, and AWOL is a crime.
Press hazing W; the Boss won't get his way.
What will we see or find, locked behind his door?
Warring on the world; oil, Bush hungers for.
Looking bad, he fears...
Bushed missed more than two years.

Prepared his war dreams from Day One.
Making plans was so much fun.
Neocon goals were reached through Bush the Czar.
Things that they were after:
World empire stretching far.

We can't stand that W.
Unclever king, with nothing, too.
War wasn't worth the price we had to pay.
Voters, send him home.
Send him back, Election Day.

Bush missed more than two years, Air Guard service time.
Thirty years ago, and AWOL is a crime.
Press hazing W; the Boss won't get his way.
What will we see or find, locked behind his door?
Warring on the world; oil, Bush hungers for.
Looking bad, he fears...
Bushed missed more than two years.

Bushed missed more than two years.