Political Sing-Along: Bye George
[WARNING: Minor Language] MC Howie and Julie K of Venga Productions created this political sing-along about George Bush to the tune of "I’m Yours – Jason Mraz."
- Tim
Lyrics:
We’ve just had eight long years of an inept administration,
Cheney shot his friend and George was mostly on vacation
Mission Accomplished in Iraq was he f*cking high on crack?
George rivals Sarah Palin with his verbal diarrhea
He cant even say the word nuclear, how can he deal with North Korea?
At least he never attacked Iran, although his Dad puked on the head of Japan
We’ve finally reached the day we’ve waited for
Now we can say, Bye, George!
Its unbelievable how much he undermined the constitution
His monkey face explains his disbelief in evolution
So preoccupied with desert soil axis of evil, or axis of oil?
While George and Dick were loving their Republican cotillion
Our debt was climbing up past a remarkable 10 trillion
And the world just watched their gaffes, not knowing whether to cry or to laugh
We’ve finally reached the day we’ve waited for
Now we can say, Bye, George!
As we start Two Thousand Nine, its time to soar
Now we can say, Bye, George!
Well never have another president who’s half as retarded
The shoes might not have missed if his head were a bigger target
He turned out to be such a thug, how can someone so dumb be so smug?
George, you did a heck of a job, just like your buddy Brownie
Cant wait til you and Tricky Dick hightail it out of townie
Well finally have a change, and youll head back to your home on the range
We’ve finally reached the day we’ve waited for
Now we can say, Bye, George!
He promised us that he would catch Osama Bin Laden
[Maybe the U.S. wont be despised]
His heads so small you couldn’t fit the smallest iPod in
[no more, no more,]
Don’t you think its a little strange, that hes so clueless about climate change?
[now we can say, Bye, George!]
George has secret prisons, and Dick holds secret meetings,
[As we start Two Thousand Nine,]
Getting rid of them will be the warmest Seasons Greetings
[its time to soar,]
His ego is supersized, but for dumb he wins the prize
[now we can say, Bye, George!]
