Poor Bush is high on his new agenda, But all those lies, and the dough he blows – The more tax he cuts, the bigger the ruts, And with interest on ruts, the more he owes. The world and I know that his agenda, Unlike his fiscal bender, Will have to go bye, bye. Unless his tax cuts die, Then we'll hear him sigh, And cry, "I'm just like Dad – All Bushes lie."
Music by Raymond Hubbell |