(instrumental intro)

King Bush's arrangers fill voids in his head.
Bush doesn't know Jack Sh*t, and can be misled.
For Star Wars he'll try.
With help from DeLay.
King Bush is now tired, and asleep for the day.

His cattle are mooing;
Bush Baby awakes.
He's back at his ranch to hide from his mistakes.
"I followed you, Dubya."
Says Dad, with a sigh.
"Just listen to Cheney, and you will get by."

Just hear us, George Dubya:
Don't want you to stay.
Acceptance as leader?
There just is no way.
You couldn't survive an
Election that's fair.
So go back to Texas, and you can live there.