(Long, long, long instrumental buildup)

It was the 12th of December
that day I'll always remember
'cause that was the day that my country cried.
I never wanted Dubya to win it.
He's screwed everything up
and still goes out and spins it.
Kerry, I'm depending on you to tell them the truth.

Kerry just shook his head, and said, son...

Dubya governs like he's stoned.
(Dim Son.)
Underneath cowboy hat is all-boned.
And when he lied
all he left us was cornponed.

Dubya governs like he's stoned.
(Dim Son.)
Underneath cowboy hat is all-boned.
And when he lied
all he left us was cornponed.

Hey, Kerry, is it true what they say
that Dubya never worked a day in his life?
And, Kerry, some bad talk goin' 'round town
that Dubya left behind children of an Army wife.
And that ain't right!
Hey, Kerry, talk about Dubya goin' to Bob Jones preachin'
talkin' 'bout savin' souls and all the time leechin'
runnin' up debt and warrin' in the name of the Lord.

Kerry just shook his head, and said, son...

Dubya governs like he's stoned.
(Bad gov'ment.)
Underneath cowboy hat is all-boned.
And when he lied
all he left us was cornponed.

Dubya governs like he's stoned.
(Uh, huh, huh.)
Underneath cowboy hat is all-boned.
And when he lied
all he left us was cornponed.

(instrumental break)

Hey, Kerry, I hear folks say Dubya lost Sammy Sosa in a trade.
Tell me, is that what sent the Towers to a fiery grave?
Folks say Dubya would lie, cheat, kill and steal to pay his bills.
Hey, Kerry, folks say Dubya's never been much on thinkin'
spends most of his time watchin' football and drinkin'.
Kerry, I'm depending on you
to tell them the truth.

Kerry looked at me with bags under his eyes and said, son...

Dubya governs like he's stoned.
(Well, well, well.)
Underneath cowboy hat is all-boned.
And when he lied
all he left us was cornponed.

Dubya governs like he's stoned.
(Uh, huh, huh.)
Underneath cowboy hat is all-boned.
And when he lied
all he left us was cornponed.