The Shrub was born rich, and he could brag,
"There's nothing I can't do!"   Ha!
And to his dad, he said, "Hail to the Chief,
Someday I'm gonna be like you, yeah!"

It can't be!  It can't be!   Don't want no president's son, no!
It can't be!  It can't be!   Don't want no fortunate son, no!

Bushes were born silver spoon in hand
Lord, didn't they help themselves, oh!
Helped shift the taxes from rich to the poor
'Cause the House and Senate are for sale, yeah!

It can't be!  It can't be!  Don't want no president's son, no!
It can't be!  It can't be!  Don't want no fortunate son, no!

(instrumental break)

The Oval Office sits there as a prize
Ooh, Republicans want war, war!
And we all know this, what if they should lose?
Ooh, they're gonna be sore!  Sore!  Sore!  Sore!

It can't be!   It can't be!   Don't want no president's son, son!
It can't be!   It can't be!   Don't want no fortunate one, one!
It can't be!   It can't be!   Don't want no Prince of Having Fun, fun, fun, fun!
It can't be!   It can't be!   Don't want no millionaire's son, son, son, son!

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