(instrumental intro)

Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.

He's Poppy's son, and he's never worked, 'cause he's lazy.
The leaders 'round the world say he's crazy.
He's a talking clown and a nutcase with his demand:
Endless war for mysterious reasons planned.

In three hundred days, Bush's junta could be gone.
Dubya the moron and his right wing crazies' con.
Who's the man who oversees Dubya's power ride?
Poppy Bush; pulls strings he tries to hide.

Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.

Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.

Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.

Junta, begone!
You give power to Bush, your pawn.
Shrub's afraid he'll be exposed as your dumb guy.
He's making the world pay.
He's out repeatin' just what you say.
Big Oil's worldwide expansion now will fly.