Great
Fake
Shrub's king of all the world.
War crimes; neocons cheer it and spin.
Bush and club just spin.
Shrub's king of all the world.
Bush's buddies bought him his win;
Padded his votes where thin.
He'd been running aground, in his first year.
Finding war pride; blinds us with fear.
He's the Great Fake,
We don't trust nor believe.
Bush is the Great Fake,
Whose war crimes aggrieve.
Shrub's the Great Fake,
Who will only deceive.
His name is slime, slime, slime
All around the world.
(King Bush screwed the world... this king... this
king...
King Bush screwed the world... this king... this king...)
King Bush to the world:
"I'm annointed with divine crown."
There's so much Shrub would dare.
Shrub's king of all the world,
Who won't see his plans falling down;
Ill feeling's everywhere.
He's been closing his eyes, getting his way.
Hides from the crowds... from what they say:
He's the Great Fake,
We don't trust nor believe.
Bush is the Great Fake,
Whose war crimes aggrieve.
Shrub's the Great Fake,
Who will only deceive.
His name is slime, slime, slime
All around the world.
(King Bush screwed the world... this king... this
king...
King Bush screwed the world... this king... this king...)
(repeat final refrain and fade)
