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We remember when W. said:
"Just lemme talk!"
We heard a fool.
And Dick said, "That's taboo."

Bush said, "I'd like to make the White House home.
And I would like people to leave me alone."
Dick said: "That's no good! That's just taboo."

So Bush sold his soul.
Wound upstairs with the winning role.
And Dick said, "Do what I tell you to."

Bush got silly, his mind got fogged.
Drinking water arsenic, got flogged.
What the hell's the matter?
Well, that's just W.
We say:

We don't like tyrants and fakes.
You don't have what it takes - we loathe you.
You fool!
We don't like tyrants and fakes.
You don't have what it takes - we loathe you.
We don't wanna be ruled by you.

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Dubya thinks of a world gone back in time.
Dick props him up (Oil Party slime).
Bush says he don't care
About saving our schools.
We say, "Hey, Bush Baby, last November, then..."
And would you like to count the ballots again?
We know Bush won by... breaking rules.

Bush was high when he won his trial.
Supreme Court judges were flashing smiles.
Scalia said, "It's all over here... You know what I'm sayin'?"
Oh, what service, as you might guess.
Just lookin' for somethin' to clean up their mess.
We say... now let's make it perfectly clear...

We don't like tyrants and fakes.
You don't have what it takes - we loathe you.
You fool!
We don't like tyrants and fakes.
You don't have what it takes - we loathe you.
We don't wanna be ruled by you.
We don't wanna be ruled by you.