(instrumental intro)

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub... is...
Through...

Shrub's through... carried by his teams.
Partners in crime, for world domination dreams.
His cronies steal; Bush made it so.
Bush is unsound, and it shows.
Bush is unsound...

Bush brought a pox upon the world.
He wants to attack again.
Bush doesn't make it hard to write the next line.
Bush won't want the truth to be said.

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub... is...
Through...

Power to kill, in his head; but still tied is his tongue.
Unsolved, his messes; Bush just spun.
Listening to Cheney, all along.
Bush still unsound, and it shows.
Bush still unsound...
Power's slipping from his hands...
In eight months time, he'll be gone.
Fakes who'd seize such power; let's fight them next time.
Yes, we want the truth to be known.

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub... is...
Through...

Bush brought a pox upon the world.
He wants to attack again.
Bush doesn't make it hard to write the next line.
Bush want the the truth to be said.

Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that... Shrub... is... through.
Duh, Duh-Buh-Ya-a...
We know that Shrub is...
Through...

(instrumental break)

The Shrub is through, soon.
The Shrub is through, soon.
We know that... Shrub is... through

(repeat final refrain and fade)