(instrumental intro)

Rush is a pox
Ain't no surprise
His fans don't think
When he's telling his lies
Republicans lose
Now Rush just sings the blues all the time

Raved from the start
Behaved like a troll
He fights his own fear
That his party will fold
He just rants on
And when he ceases, we will smile

First he'll say he wants to
Play fair, discuss the issues
Suddenly you find he's unfair
Squawking up a storm
When he postures for the ratings
He calls it debating
Nothing Rush can do or say
You can't believe what he will say
We all know he's wrong

He'll feed on "misdeeds"
At Clinton he taunts
He says it ain't true
His appeal is now gone
He'll be surprised enough
When he's told we think Rush is a pox

First he'll say he wants to
Play fair, discuss the issues
Suddenly you find he's unfair
Squawking up a storm
When he postures for the ratings
He calls it debating
Nothing Rush can do or say
You can't believe what he will say
We all know he's wrong

Rush is a pox
Ain't no surprise
His fans don't think
When he's selling his lies
He just rants on
And when he ceases, we will smile