King George Blues

O Mr. Bush you scare me so
From the top of your head to your little toe
You prowl the halls of Texas death row
Only the rich are in the know

The fat men are in charge
The thin men take the barge
To hell, to hell, to hell

O demon of the hanging chad
How'd you get to be so bad?
You say the others are filled with evil
But you pray at the altar of the black boll weevil

The fat men are in charge
The thin men take the barge
To hell, to hell, to hell

It used to be we'd never attack
Now our troops march through Iraq
You don't like a dictator named Saddam?
Just search him out and drop a bomb

The fat men are in charge
The thin men take the barge
To hell, to hell, to hell

O tool of big-bucks oil
How you make my blood boil
You stomp the poor and make them toil
For nickels, for pennies, for nothing at all

The fat men are in charge
The thin men take the barge
To hell, to hell, to hell