(instrumental intro)

Chorus:
Who is Shrub? (Who is Shrub?)
He's an utter moron.
Life isn't fine (Isn't fine)
While ruled by his kind.
He's rich; no "average guy."

He fooled around all his life; let it slide.
Never thought he would amount to much.
Now who rules the world? A shrub out of touch.

Who would have thought Shrub's right wing band
Could pull a coup and turn to rot, our land?
It's a Bush monarchy; a trip to hell from Shrub.

Who is Shrub? (Who is Shrub?)
He's an utter moron.
Life isn't fine (Isn't fine)
While ruled by his kind.

Bush crows, "No rules; it's my game!"
A twit-dunce, who never takes blame.
If he were clever, Iraqi War
That he had to have wouldn't fail so much more

All his staff just clam up tight.
They know he's a fool, and they stay out of sight.
Bush lost debates, he had to cheat.
And we'll feel better, if he's beat.

Who is Shrub? (Who is Shrub?)
He's an utter moron.
Life isn't fine (Isn't fine)
While ruled by his kind.

(instrumental break)

The Plame Affair, as we speak,
For Cheney, it's never looked so bleak.
Libby's going down, before long.
Scandals hit home; give Bush the gong!

Bush was busy playin' guitar
While New Orleans got drowned.

Who is Shrub? (Who is Shrub?)
He's an utter moron.
Life isn't fine (Isn't fine)
While ruled by his kind.

Dumb braindead Bushies out there
Who just fell for Shrub (fell for Shrub)
He's an utter moron (he's an utter moron), low...
He's an utter moron (he's an utter moron), low...

Who is Shrub? (Who is Shrub?)
He's an utter moron.
Life isn't fine (Isn't fine)
While ruled by his kind.

(repeat refrain and fade)