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Remember this ditty: The Angels: My Boyfriend's BackHere are the new lyrics: The Bush boy’s back and there’s gonna be trouble (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) When his lips start movin’ you know he’s talking double (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) We heard him spreadin' lies that we knew were so untrue (Hey la, hey la, the Bush’s boy’s back!) So look out now, ‘cause we feel like throwin’ shoes (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!)
Bush, we know that you've been lyin' You caused so much death and dyin’
You’ve been gone for such a long time (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) Now, you’re back, but still a ball of slime (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) We’re all sorry that you were ever born (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) Even Herr Schroeder looks at you with scorn (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!)
Bush, we know that you've been lyin' You caused so much death and dyin’
Hey, we know you were always cheatin’ Making up shit like a pissant little cretin What made you think you could cause so much dying? And laugh when hearing Iraqi children crying.
The Bush boy’s back and he’s got the reputation (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) That when Osama threatens, he goes on a vacation (Hey la, hey la, the Bush boy’s back!) Hey, he saw Katrina comin' But, he turned and started a-runnin'
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