[Dedicated to "Bubba." For the 17th time, I've been the subject of an ad hominem parody, and for the 17th time, I've responded to my detractor(s). Even though attack parodies are officially frowned upon here, I reserve the right to defend myself.]
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Bubba read my songs and he got upset.
'Cause I called "crazed" his right winger's world.
But he should know by now:
I loathe Bush Baby.

I've always thought the Right was wrong.
Why does he yelp that I don't belong?
Song parody's an art,
But I know what I'm saying.

Dim Son - I've warned folks all about.
Dim Son misled us, there is no doubt.
We're in an awful mess, all caused by Bush Baby's sleaze.

Bubba, don't screech; think before you leap.
Bubba, don't screech; don't be ditto sheep..
There are laughs to be mined, by bleeping Bush Baby, so
I'm gonna bleep Bush Baby, mmm...

The pRez I laugh at through parodies.
I can haze Bush and his family.
Through cronies on the Right,
We'll all pay the price.

At wit's end, you're telling me to give it up.
Maybe you're too young, 'cause I don't make this up.
What you need right now is to think through twice, please...

Bubba, don't screech; think before you leap.
Bubba, don't screech; don't be ditto sheep..
There are laughs to be mined, by bleeping Bush Baby, so
I'm gonna bleep Bush Baby, mmm...

Bubba, Bubba, hey, it's not only me.
Others write Dubya parodies.
Angst that you're expressing right now.
Attacked, I'm no dove; I am no dove, so please...

Bubba, don't screech; think before you leap.
Bubba, don't screech; don't be ditto sheep..
There are laughs to be mined, by bleeping Bush Baby, so
I'm gonna bleep Bush Baby, mmm...

Bubba, don't screech; think before you leap.
Bubba, don't screech; don't be ditto sheep..
Bubba, don't screech; think before you leap.
Bubba, don't screech; don't be ditto sheep..

So, I'm gonna bleep Bush Baby, yo...
Won't you stop being Bush caddy?
I know I'm bleeping Bush Baby...