We're sent to war Who knows what for The reaon we're here changes daily. Depends upon who's Dispensing the news On the Bush Fam'ly Barnum & Bailey. Bush says we'll win And won't give in, Yet he's on his knees praying daily, "We'd stay the course If we could outsource Our Bush Fam'ly Barnum & Bailey." Yes, our war's a Bush Barnum & Bailey, So you know there's no way it can fail. Throw Bush in the British Old Bailey, His Supreme Court will OK the bail. So he's asked us to warn you Iraqis, If you mess with a single oil well, He and his rubber duck, Quacky, Would consider that horribly tacky, And ask Allah to send you to Hell.
Music & Original Lyric by Cole Porter To 'The Bush Fam'ly Barnum & Bailey I' To 'The Bush Fam'ly Barnum & Bailey III' |