Behind The Election: Bush Cheated '04
http://bushcheated04.com"Shallow Throat: Even before we knew who the democrat candidate was going to be, we knew we were going to have major problems, because let's face it, what we had to work with was a turd. I mean spin was not the word for what it would take to dress this one up and make it presentable."
With Rove in the news and Bush
tanking for both approval and veracity there is no
better time than the present to spread a Daily Show
type version of the Conyers report. Entertaining and mocking the enemy, while informing is why the Daily Show is so effective.
Dean was right when he said we need a lot more people
watching the Daily Show. Lounge lizards pleas help spread by writing on dollar bills then spending them:
www.BushCheated04.com
Thom Hartman was right, we must mock the enemy. This
is the fight of our lives and I am proud to have
coined the term Karl "Rat Fucker" Rove
In the time of chimpanzees Bush was a monkey,
Butane in Rove’s veins as he ran the junkie.
Newscasters lying while we tube feed the vegetables,
Dog food dinners for the grannies stealin’ Tylenol.
Kill all your brain cells and put it in neutral,
Iraq is flamin’ with the loser and the cruise control.
Babies in Gitmo is how Rummy plays D,
Gamble with democracy, try to kill diplomacy.
Someone came sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a looted treasury and a stain on my country.
Can’t believe what they want us to breathe,
You get a lungful of mercury and a moron in the lead.
So you change some votes with a few keystrokes
Doin’ cages in Florida, and lines in Ohio.
George says he’s emperor
But he’s a cheater baby
He stole the election (fascism meltdown)
George says he’s emperor
But he’s a loser baby
So why not impeach him.
Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare,
Playing all the rubes with a phony echo chamber.
One is a weasel as the others sport the flag;
A mother alone gets her son back in a bag
With the rerun wars from Mr. Cocaine nose job,
The devious bullshit of a race war flip flop
A GI hung himself with a guitar string;
A slab of cannon fodder and he’s hanging so he doesn’t sing.
I can’t write if you can’t relate,
Trade the cash for a gay bash for the body for the hate.
And this time it’s a piece of crack
We’ve fallen for the bad times, we’re choking on the nightmares.
George says he’s emperor
But he’s a cheater baby
He stole the election (fascism meltdown)
George says he’s emperor
But he’s a loser baby
So why not impeach him.
“If this were a dictatorship it’d be a heck of a lot easier, just so long as I’m the dictator.”
George says he’s emperor
But he’s a cheater baby
He stole the election. (I can’t believe this)
George says he’s emperor
But he’s a loser baby
So why not impeach him.
George says he’s emperor
We’re all losing baby
So we’ve got to change it (Sprechen sie Deuthsche baby?).
George says he’s emperor
We’re all losing baby
So we’ve got to change it. (Or there’ll be nothin’ to be sayin’).
George says he’s emperor
We’re all losing baby
So we’ve got to change it. (I can’t believe this)
George says he’s emperor
We’re all losing baby
So we’ve got to change it.