Wake up, little Sioux D., wake up.
Wake up, little Sioux D., wake up.
Your hatred sure runs deep.
Wake up, little Sioux D., and peep.
You're stooping lower to right wing crock.
By taking shots so cheap.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Exaggeration is your drama.
Exaggeration is your flaw.
Exaggeration when your logics bends,
You bow to... Duh-Buh-Ya.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D., hell...
Save your melodrama and your poison pen,
'Cause Bushie Baby looks like a goof again!
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
We're sending Bush home.
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Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
The right wingers get so hot.
They distort what liberals are not.
They're still asleep about Bush the crook,
Whose reputation is shot.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Exaggeration is your drama.
Exaggeration is your flaw.
Exaggeration when your logics bends,
You bow to... Duh-Buh-Ya.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D.
Wake up, little Sioux D.