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Bush is so unhappy.
So displeased, the emperor.
His regime's unhealthy,
And there is no cure.
White House, his home; crime family...
His Rasputin made it so.
Who'd believe he'd leave us
To join Fred Thompson's show?

Say, has anybody seen that creep-trickster Rove?
Here's the picture; he got burned by... hot scandal stove.
The crime plots... touched by his fingers... led to legal woes.
Say, has anybody seen that... creep-trickster Rove?

Yes, we knew when Karl Rove was prancin' down in New Orleans.
He was Shrub's policy wonk; the storm shattered his dreams.
So, the law came a-cuttin' - to Rove, got too close.
Say, has anybody seen that creep-trickster Rove?

Rove left Bush Baby
To Texas, went home.
Say, we don't miss ya
And every night, we curse your picture

Hey, Rove, the plight of Right looks grim.
Right wing crowd, go home.
And some day, you'll wake up
Half-blind, in jail alone.
So, let's say goodbye to tricksters.
Go blow, Karl Rove!
Say, has anybody seen that creep-trickster Rove?

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The crime plots touched by his fingers... led to legal woes.
Say, has anybody seen that...
Now we know where Bush's brain's at...
Creep-trickster Rove.