(instrumental intro)

Think about it... what if we fired Shrub?
Stocks would then have arisen, no Star Wars flub.
Don't doubt it... we must not waste time.
Democrats must start fighting - stop bein' mimes.

Things look so bad everywhere.
Shrub rules the whole world - is that fair?
Don't talk kind of his monarchy.
Kick his behind; see what could be...

Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
We should fire Shrub,
And his whole Right Wing club.

World is burning, and they're just hanging on.
It's Bush they fear, demanding "go it alone."
They've learned the Bush plutocracy
Is not yet done with their hypocrisy.

Things look so bad everywhere.
Shrub rules the whole world - is that fair?
Don't talk kind of his plutocracy.
Kick his behind; see what could be.

Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
We should fire Shrub, and his whole Right Wing club.

Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
We must fire Shrub, and his advisor's club.

Right wing hate... thwart it!
Shrub's not... so great - sordid.
So again... we'll sing this song.
To jeer... the Right as wrong.

Sting him... oh, sting him...

We could blight the Right; hold Shrub's feet to the fire.
We won't let Dim Son shine through greed's desire.
Let him know the Shrub reign's over now.
Let him know he's wrong; this we vow...

Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
We should fire Shrub, and his whole Right Wing club.

Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
Sting him, let's fire Shrub.
We should fire Shrub, and his whole Right Wing club...

(repeat chorus and fade)