BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLICANS (Feel free to sing along!)

Mine Eyes  have seen the bungling of that stumbling moron Bush;
he has blathered all the  drivel that the neo-cons can push;
he has lost sight of all reason 'cause his  head is up his tush;
The Doofus marches on

I have heard him butcher  syntax like a kindergarten fool;
There is warranted suspicion that he never  went to school;
Should we fault him for the policies - or is he just their  tool?
The lies keep piling on.

Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw  Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw  Ya'!
His wreckage will live on.

I have seen him cut the taxes of the  billionaires' lone heir;
As he spends another zillion on an aircraft  carrier;
Let the smokestacks keep polluting - do we really need clean  air?
The surplus is now gone.

Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw  Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw  Ya'!
Your safety net is gone!

Now he's got a mighty hankerin' to bomb  a prostrate state;
Though the whole world knows its crazy - and the U.N. says  to wait;
When he doesn't have the evidence, "We must  prevaricate."
Diplomacy is done!

Oh, a trumped-up war is excellent; we  have no moral bounds;
Should the reasons be disputed, we'll just make up  other grounds;
Enraging several billions - to his brainlessness  redounds;
The Doofus marches on!

Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw  Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw  Ya'!
THIS . DOOOO .... FUSS ....  MAR...CHES....ON!