You made me want to, Although you had to know it, Wise guys like me could blow it. You set me up to Help you and Rummy throw it, And not let Cheney show it. You knew if I "won" big time And took Baghdad, That in a short time They'd show me I'd been had. You knew I'd pray for An early chance to do it, To show Pops I could do it. You knew I'd lose for you, Just like you, Allah, too, wanted me to. All that oil you let me try for, You knew I'd let our blue states National Guards die for. God forbid Allah is you.
Music by James V. Monaco To 'Bushie, Holier Than Thou?' |