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Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
When will our rights all disappear?
Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
Protesting crowds are what you fear.

Were defeated at the polls
By old Mel Carnahan's ghost.
Came back as A.G., Bush hired.

But Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
You just wouldn't stay retired.
Ashcroft... you're full of bull.
In three year's time, you will be fired.
Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
To strip our rights, you have conspired.

Right wing dreams lost at the polls
Now come back like a bad joke.
As Bush whispers in your ear:
"Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
The Bill of Rights shall disappear."

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John Ashcroft, you're a creep.
Hope in '04, you're dead meat.
Religious madness in your eyes.
But Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
In three year's time, you will be fired.

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Were defeated at the polls
By old Mel Carnahan's ghost.
Came back as A.G., Bush hired.
But Ashcroft... he just loves Bush Baby.
For "crooks" he's looking, with his spies.
Bush is a moron, who just has no clue.
Dumb Bush Baby... buys your lies.
But Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
Bill of Rights must stay alive.
Ashcroft... Ashcroft...
Voters say you should be fired.