Now Georgie Bush’s in Washington
He got there by a stunt he spun:
His friends in court said he’s the one
Although he really hadn’t won.
Georgie said, “I don’t feel shame,
For that’s the way we play the game.
There’s nothing that should make you stop,
So long as you end up on top.”
He said he had a lesson learned
He said his old man had been burned
By giving up a chance he earned
When he a simple move had spurned.
If old man Bush had chased Hussein
No matter what might be the pain
And if the war he did sustain
He’d win when he did run again.
But daddy was a wimpy guy
To oust Saddam he didn’t try.
A thing so dumb, can make you cry,
For soon Election Day was nigh.
And daddy lost a chance to scream
“You don’t change horses in midstream”
And so young Bill old Bush did cream
And put an end to daddy’s dream.
So Georgie said, that great mistake
My daddy made I will not make
I’ll have a war or two or three
But re-elected I will be.
So here’s to George, man of the hour
He knows the way to grab the power
Before this master we must cower
Unless, of course, his dream turns sour.
But can that ever come to be?
The answer, friends, is “yes, siree!”
For in this great democracy,
Real power rests with you and me.