Guile would require head-faking, While Cheney's bellyaching, And my assurance that Bush wouldn't lie, That his smile shows he'd never borrow Jails to inflict more sorrow, That he is done with his rend'ring to you. Fight off your fear of badness. We face the task with gladness, Tho' what you fear may be ever so near. That's the line that we hope you're buying While we keep alibying You'll find that it remains his style To fake that smile.
Music by Charlie Chaplin To 'Co-conspirators - Condi' To 'Policies - Torture' |