Give back my vote. Give back my prayer. Send me a note Why we're still over there. Pull back our boys, our bombs, our kersplat. So I was wrong, but never wrong as all that. You staged an expensive Iraq rifle range, Fulfilling an NRA dream. Now all our descendents will be left with chump change, The legacy of your A-Team. The dead in Iraq All have you to thank. Our lads can't take back How badly you stank. Please rest assured that my vote next year Will recall mosques labeled, "Bushroy Bombed Here!"
Music & Original Lyric by Frank Loesser |