Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of a president
Who started in a Texas town
Whose priorities are bent.
Yes, his dad was there before him
And taught him all he knows
This nation wondered what this was
As from hell he rose, from hell he rose.
The job, it started getting rough
We all paid the cost
If not for the courage of a certain few
The White House would be lost, the White House would be lost.
The plane came in and took out those mighty towers there
It was Osama
Al Qaeda too
Saddam H. and his mouth
The Pentagon, the third one crashed in a field
Here in Pennsylvania
So now our soldiers have the prisoners
Their abuse is out of line
They've only added to the hate
Bush is out of time
Osama and his cave dwellers
Will do their very best
To not be found, they can't be found
The nation's in distress
No bombs, no guns, no nuclear
No weapons of destruction
Like the World Trade Center
They exist in memory
So join me in my plea my friend
This one will take awhile
From hidden cave to hidden cave
Living with Dubya's rile