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Pie in sky, and laws so fair.
And cleaner water, land and air.
And Monica, why should we care?
I looked at Bill that way.

But now, we have old Poppy's son.
His reign job-snows on everyone.
So many things he could have done
but much he threw away.

I've looked at life from Bush Side now.
My hope is down and still somehow
it's Bush delusions, I'm appalled.
He really don't know squat at all.

Flash and cash, prosperity.
Good jobs, good wage for you and me.
It started nineteen ninety-three.
I looked at Bill that way.

But now, we've got another show.
To richest guys, the tax cuts go.
And if you're poor, he will not know.
You won't get giveaway.

I've looked at life from Bush Side now.
My bank account is stilled somehow.
It's Bush delusions, he's got gall.
He really don't know squat at all.

Tears and fears he had removed.
The left is right, this he had proved.
And when we cheered, he seemed so moved.
I looked at Bill that way.

But now, the White House seems so strange.
I shake my head, decry the change.
Look what we've lost, there's nothing gained
He don't care anyway.

I've looked at life from Bush Side now.
He only gives us crap of cow.
It's Bush delusions, why we fall.
He really don't know squat
at all.

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