Jerry Bremer was a f*ckup'
Jerked off behind the green line.
Shouldn't have believed a single word he said,
'Cause he always had a mighty lyin' whine.
He was just a yes-man who had no spine

CHORUS:
Boy, what a jerk!
Didn't do good work.
Toyed with the crisis'
Half asleep, cruising.
Doyen of snoozing.

Jerry was the king of his world
So what did he do?
He blew smoke at the bar, took us far down in war. . .
Gucci combat boots.

CHORUS

[Piano playing out of tune before being blown up]

Jerry was pretty shady
Got us in a rut
A real high-flier and a gravy-train rider,
A bullshooting bungling putz.
He did nothing to stop looting nuts.

CHORUS [many times]