Can you read it?
They're writin' 'bout us
We were tellin' lies
You n' me, Dr. Rice
Can you appease them?
Lie right to them?
Now David Kay has squealed
'Cause no weapons were revealed.

Now there are more bribes to pay
For another fraudelent election day
Our fate is sealed.

There's more power
Yet to abuse
Kickbacks from defense
More violence
They're on to us
They see right through us
We'll play upon their fears
We'll win four more years.

Though democratic tempers boil
What matters most is Iraqi oil
Our fate is sealed.

Condi:

Hush, you dummy.
Money buys
Lots of air time
Keep tellin' lies.

Dubya:

Can you read it...