RIP BushCheated04.com

[roseBudd]

The domain has expired again, so I uploaded the site to another domain name.

For a Blast from the past:

http://xsotek.com/bushcheated04/

[roseBudd]

1. The backstory....

In early 2005 someone on DU posted that the RNC owned the domain bushcheated.com

I replied that they did not own bushcheated04.com and if someone purchased that URL I would build a website. Another DUer generously offered to host. I don't remember exactly how the idea for writing new lyrics to Beck's song Loser eventually got added to the site design task, but with help from DUer Bleever on vocals, additional lyrics and slide guitar, I added Flash music video which was also submitted to Huffington Post's Contagious Festival.

Watch the Huff Po Contagious Fest version:

http://bushcheated04.cf.huffingtonpost.com/

The lyrics IMHO are great:

Loser version 2.0

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.
(Medicare, cut it)

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.