(instrumental intro)

I want a pardon!
I kept my promise to help wars you're startin'.
Prison is no fun time.
I can't be subject to that pain for my crime.

My mistakes, I must relive, relive, and relive;
Caused me woe, woe, woe, woe, woe...
I want a pardon!
I kept my promise to help wars you're startin'.

I was told to do things, and Rove pulled the strings,
But when Wilson squawked, I talked and blew his wife's cover.
Hell, I'd lie to my mo-o-o-ther.
Well, our tough-talking crew, pro-war, followed you;
And then you'd rule the world through bombs and much blood spattered.
But our plan was sha-a-a-tered.

Got riled for a while; I cursed my folly.
Prison makes me so melancholy.
Went along; if charged with war crimes; what's your pla-a-an?

I want a pardon!
I kept my promise to help wars you're startin'.
Prison is no fun time.
I can't be subject to that pain for my crime.

(brief instrumental break)

I want a pardon!
I kept my promise to help wars you're startin'.

I left office too soon; Fitzgerald dragooned me,
I got blamed for mistakes Rove told you; from prison, please let me go.
I should win your loyalty show.
I'm not a crook, and I can't sleep; I'm in quicksand, so deep.
But a pres-i-dent-ial pardon is what can get me out.
And you know what I'm talking about.

Got riled for a while; I cursed my folly.
Prison makes me so melancholy .
Went along; if charged with war crimes; what's your pla-a-an?

I want a pardon!
I kept my promise to help wars you're startin'.
Prison is no fun time.
I can't be subject to that pain for my crime.

I want a pardon!
I kept my promise to help wars you're startin'.
Prison is no fun time.
I can't be subject to that pain for my crime.

(repeat refrain and fade)