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Give us some old time contrition. You never asked for permission To wiretap on the suspicion That not all agree with Thee. If it isn't too much trouble, The next time you leave your bubble You might try, "I'm sorry" double, Without grinning stupidly. Give us that old time contrition For Guantanamo rendition, For avoiding supervision Of who'll be a wiretapee. We'd like to think you'd want to And not fear that Cheney'd taunt you, Though not to's sure to haunt you, And your Senate G.O.P. But stressing your religion In Iraq, though just a smidgen, Made you a sitting pidgeon, And their fav'rite enemy. So give with that old line contrition, Like it wasn't your ambition To promote Thy Given Mission And Thy demagoguery.
Music & Original Lyrics - Traditional To 'Bushie, the Autocrat' |