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Gen'rals, with your next star in your eyes, You let Feith make such fools of you. So why the big surprise? Gen'rals, part of that Pentagon crowd – To not speak up was dumb of you. Now look at what's become of you. Better retire Before you're given the air. You helped old Rummy do his thing. Golly, gosh, you were there. Now you too'll pay the price For what you didn't smother. Far more concerned with a career, You helped doctor what we would hear Though Bush still appeared to be A dumb something or other. Forget him – Him with his newest au pair, A new Brownie doing the Rummy thing While Cheney spouts hot air – Why should you pay the price For sounding like his mother? Telling him what he still hates to hear, That we would have been much better off With his brother.
Music & Original Lyric by Richard Adler & Jerry Ross |