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Pathetic, I'm pathetic, Yet I've more than two years more to double speak And convince conservatives I'm still a geek And not like my VP a friggin' freak. Frenetic, And phrenetic, When I said to bring 'em on and they sure did, When I've failed so many times to keep Dick hid To avoid his vitriol and wayward kid. For I love to bash gay marriage To distract folks from Iraq, But it couldn't thrill me half as much as a Cheney heart attack. And I'd love to jail flag burners. Bill Frist says they're ev'rywhere, But if they try to pass his bill they'll find Bill's not all there. Amnesty? I love what illegals do: Get Lou Dobbs in a stew, And vote for my crew. Pathetic, It's genetic. Like my Pop I find it difficult to speak Yet he wonders where I got my yellow streak That Karl Rove refers to as my Guard mystique.
Music & Original Lyric by Irving Berlin To 'Bushie's Co-conspirator, Cheney' |