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Bushwacked


Fry those guys, George W. Bush
short circuit their bodies
turn them into chemical goo
bomb the fuck out of them
hell - gas them by the thousands -
it worked for Hitler
What the heck? They'll never contribute to your campaign anyhow.


Rewrite the Constitution, George W. Bush
lock up those that speak their mind
burn everybody that thinks different
house your shocktroops on every corner and in every bedroom
hell - install microchips in every brain -
you know you want to be Big Brother
What the heck? They'll never contribute to your campaign anyhow.


Be a good Christian, George W. Bush
forgiveness only comes in a booth
compassion only comes with a tithe
miracles only come in a press release
hell - why not just crucify anybody with different faiths -
that's what Jesus would want
What the heck? They'll never contribute to your campaign anyhow.


Destroy all life on earth, George W. Bush
club those cub seals
relocate those spotted owls
beach those whales
hell - strip-mine, deforest, and drill for oil to fatten the wallets of your friends -
heartless Capitalism is the American way
What the heck? They'll never contribute to your campaign anyhow.


Reap what you sow, George W. Bush
tremble when Americans take back their country
shudder when the world condemns your selfishness
flinch when history records your tyranny
hell - you'll never have a second term -
you are your father's son
What the heck? Who'd ever contribute to your campaign anyhow?

 


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Bushwacked, by Paul Cales, © October 2001