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The Bush son f*cks up,
Though this creep now wears the crown,
Shrub cannot act alone,
As his spokesmen prep him for another day.
Tells him to stay at home.

These creeps who stole the crown are strange.
But they're proud of this man's name...
They're talkin' about Karl Rove.
(Talkin' about Karl Rove)
Karl Rove... Karl Rove... oh, that Karl Rove.

Rove's his teacher and a creature of mud, from Austin.
Architect of the Bush crown.
When the gossip gets to flying, he'll just start lyin'
When the Son goes falling down.
They say that Bush Daddy's big name
Is what kept this jerk in the game...

We're talkin' about Karl Rove.
(Talkin' about Karl Rove)
Karl Rove... Karl Rove... oh, that Karl Rove.

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When we say, Bush hears Karl Rove's drumming,
We mean right wing radical views.
Dubya and his cronies have umbilical cords.
What they've done, we hear, is music to the Right.

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And though Bush was head of the Lone Star State
Only the rich got care.
They'll just keep on looking for their feast.

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They're talkin' about Karl Rove.
(Talkin' about Karl Rove)
Karl Rove... Karl Rove... oh, that Karl Rove.