4 planes down, 3000 dead
We all mourned, and Georgie said
“We’re gonna take Osama down
Run AlQaeda out of Kabul town”
So Georgie sent a few brave men
Off to fight in Afghanistan
Made life hell for the Taliban,
Put Osama on the run

Georgie’s men, they took the war
From Kabul clear to Tora Bora
Osama's time was running out
Of this nobody had a doubt
But no one brought Osama in
As New Yorkers mourned their kin
Stalemate in Afghanistan
Georgie’s jawbreaker was broke

All the Pakistanis say
They coulda had him any day
Just kind of let him slip away
Out of loyalty I suppose

Georgie waved a mighty sword
Standing by a waterboard
Swung it round and turned his back,
Then he marched off toward Iraq
AlQaeda kept on taking lives
Osama took a few more wives
But a mansion attic ain’t no kind of life
Unless you’re old man Bluth

All the Pakistanis say
They coulda had Osama any day
Just kind of let him hang around
Out of loyalty I suppose

Georgie bogged down in Baghdad
Osama had a cool new pad
Living just like Charlie Sheen
Watching himself on a TV screen
He dreamed of more new killing sprees
To boost his image overseas
Till late night guests unexpectedly
Took Osama out to sea

All the Pakistanis say
We coulda had him any day
We didn’t know he’d lived so long,
Right there beneath our nose.