You've turned the tables on me, So now I'm working for who? Your fabled Bush coterie Can't get you past déjà vu? Intelligence that you sought Will have to wait while I prop Your inept conspirator. Even so we can't win When, from the beginning, You've needed a corps or two more. You said I'd be the top cop, Enjoy a throne of my own. Now as your Pew ratings drop, I'm told support your millstone. But can a piddling make-over blow over The fiasco that's your legacy? Won't undoing Bush, Cheney and Rice Take more than one Negroponte?
Music by Louis Alter |