Subject:  THE WALL
 

 IN THE FLESH?

 ....they want Bush?

 So you
 Thought that
 Smirk was ready for the nomination.
 To try to win the race even
 Though he has no real qualifications.
 So are you really that delusional, huh?
 Do you really expect us to vote
 For a real jerk who has ridden his daddy’s name
 All the way through his life cause he has no shame.
 

 Lights!
 Roll the sound effects!
 Action!

 THE THIN ICE

 The GOP loves Smirk
 And hates that guy McCain
 They think Shrub can win the race this time
 Even though he’s done nothin’.
 But oooooh baby
 0oooh baby Bush
 Oooooh Babe.

 If you should nominate
 A man thin on integrity and guts
 Dragging your party along
 And catering to the right-wing nuts.
 Don’t be surprise when cracks appear in your ranks
 And the voters slip away.
 The GOP is really out of it’s mind
 And should fear the backlash
 When the voters go to the polls.
 

 ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL PART 1

 Bushy lost the first primary.
 Exposing his lack of ability.
 McCain has all the momentum
 What can the Smirk give the GOP?
 How will Bushy lead the GOP?
 Through it all, Bush wanted to bawl.
 Through it all, Bush just wanted to bawl.

 You! Yes, you! Go negative!
 

 THE HAPPIEST DAYS OF OUR LIVES

 Now they are certain people who
 Want to take money from our school
 To pay for their private school needs.

 They already have a choice
 But don’t want anyone to voice
 The obvious signs of their deceit and their greed.

 So they frame the debate and say it would be great
 For all of us to give them tax breaks while public
 schools starve without any fight.
 

 ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL PART 2

 Your kids don’t need an education.
 Support voucher plans and then you’ll know.
 We Republicans need your tax money.
 So our private schools will continue to grow.

 Hey! People! Give us all your dough!

 Don’t you know, we don’t want to pay our way.

 Don’t you know, ours costs we want you to defray.
 

 We don’t need your explanations.
 We just need support for public schools.
 Just go away and pay your own bills.
 Why do you want to play us for fools?

 Hey! People! Leave our schools alone!

 Don’t you know, we don’t want to pay your way.

 Don’t you know, your costs we want you to pay.
 

 Wrong, Do it my way!
 If you don't vote for Smirk, you can't have any vouchers.
 How can you have any vouchers if you don't vote for Smirk?
 You! Yes, you in South Carolina, vote for the Smirk!
 

 MOTHER

 Daddy do you think I should go negative?
 Daddy do you think I should call McCain a Lib?
 Daddy do you think I should go to Bob Jones?
 Or daddy should I just stay home?

 Daddy just what is a president?
 Daddy just what is a government?
 Daddy will they ask me about Cocaine?
 Daddy what about McCain?

 Hush, now baby, baby, don’t you cry.
 Daddy’s gonna hire all of his buddies for you.
 Daddy’s gonna make all of the decisions for you.
 Daddy’s gonna keep you in the right wing.
 He’ll let you lie and not do the right thing.
 Daddy will keep the reporters away.
 Ooooh baby, Ooooh baby, Ooooh baby,
 Of course your Daddy will show you the way.

 Daddy, do you think McCain’s better than me?
 Daddy, do you think anyone should really be free?
 Daddy, will the reporters finally look?
 Daddy, just what is a book?

 Hush now baby, baby don’t you cry.
 Daddy’s gonna hire all of his operatives for you.
 Daddy and his buddies will sling mud for you.
 Daddy will help you yet again.
 Daddy will clean up where you have been.
 Daddy will make you look clean.
 Oooooh baby, Oooooh baby, oooooh baby,
 You’ll always have me on the scene.

 Daddy, where is Bob Jones?
 

 GOODBYE BLUE SKY

 Look mummy, there's Dubya in Bob Jones!

 Did you see Dubya give a speech?
 Did you see Dubya start a breech?
 Did you ever wonder why Dubya spoke in front of
 religo-nuts in a back
 Water state like South Carolina?
 Did you see Dubya give a speech?
 Did you see Dubya start a breech?
 The catholics are gone and McCain lingers on.
 Attack, McCain
 Attack, McCain
 Attack
 Attack
 Just Lie

 The Michigan primary is now approaching.
 The primaries arrival....

 EMPTY SPACES

 What will Dubya use
 To fill the voting places
 When McCain starts to click?
 How will Dubya
 Make up for his
 Embarrasing speech that distanced Catholics?

 YOUNG LUST

 I am just a baptist boy
 I was just kidding around.
 Where are all the catholics?
 Who’s gonna vote for me in this town?
 Oooh, I need a token Catholic
 Oooh, I need New York

 Will someone take pity on this lad?
 Who could make Michigan alright?
 I’ll write a lame ass letter
 Should have done sooner, in hindsight.
 Oooh, I need a token Catholic
 Oooh, I need New York
 

 [Phone rings..Clunk of receiver being lifted]
 Hello..?
 Yes, a collect call for the Pope from George W.
 Will you accept the charges from United States?
 [clunk! of phone being put down]
 Oh, He hung up! That's your emminence, right?
 I wonder why he hung up?
 Is there supposed to be someone else
 there besides the pope there to answer?
 [Phone rings again...clunk of receiver being picked up]
 Hello?
 This is united states calling, are we reaching...
 [interrupted by phone being put down]
 See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering.
 [whirr of connection being closed]

 ONE OF MY TURNS

 Day after day, I lie away
 Like father before me did.
 Night after night, I snort everything in sight.
 The voters are growing smarter
 And I am finding it’s harder
 And lying is just not working anymore.
 I feel I need to change my message.
 I’m boldly going to steal
 What I can from McCain.
 And nobody will care.
 

 Running to the right,
 It and the voters are starting
 To buy into my positions.
 Don’t need to worry now,
 The party bosses are delivering.
 It’s now Super Tuesday
 And I’m pulling away
 I’m going to win this
 Somehow, my dad saved the day.
 Wow, I’m really going to win.
 McCain?
 He’s just a passing whim.

 Now I’ve got to go and try
 To convince the GOP that I
 Can pull in McCains votes.
 

 DON’T LEAVE ME NOW

 TV in the background,
 Announcer saying ‘Bush trying to move to the ‘middle’

 Response from the right wing
 ‘AAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH’
 

 Ooooh, Bush
 Don’t leave the fold.
 Don’t say you’re moving away
 Remember the faithful who put
 You where you are
 Don’t move to the middle
 Remember your friends.
 Ooooh, Bush
 Don’t be a lib
 How could you go
 And talk about issues without
 Thumping the bible like we all say.
 Ooooh, Bush
 How can you treat us this way?
 Running toward
 The middle, Bush?
 Why are you running away?
 Ooooh, Bush
 
 

 ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL PART 3
 

 I just need to fool the people
 They need to think I’m really normal
 I have seen the writing on the wall
 I just need to move to the middle
 Yes, I just need to move to the middle
 All I really need to do is fool the voters.
 All I really need to do is fool all of you.
 
 

 GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD

 Sell out, McCain
 Lose your integrity
 Sell out,
 Sell out,
 Sell out.

 Sell out, McCain you whore
 There’s nothing you can say
 To make up for your shame.
 Sell out.
 

 HEY YOU

 Hey Bush, out there on the trail
 Courting others, than white males
 Can you fool them?
 Hey Bush, smirking on the news
 With blank stares and outdated views
 Can you fool them?
 Hey Bush, don’t help them discover the facts
 Don’t give in without attacks.

 Hey Bush, out there on your own
 Proposing outlandish plans
 Do you believe them?
 Hey Bush, we are all ears for details
 What are your real plans for us all
 Would you tell us?
 Hey Bush, will you help anyone but yourself?
 Or are you just, a potted plant.

 Bush thinks only fantasy.
 He doesn’t know squat
 As you can see.
 No matter how he tries
 He can not break free
 The facts are too much for his brain.

 Hey Bush, your ways are too old
 Always doing what you’re told,
 Can’t you think, man?
 Hey Bush, out there in your thoughts
 Not understanding basic truths
 Can’t you think man?
 Hey Bush, with you there’s no hope at all
 If you’re elected, the country will fall.
 
 
 

 IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?

 Does Bush have any brain function?
 Does Bush have any brain function?
 Does Bush have any brain function?
 Does Bush have any brain function?
 

 NOBODY HOME

 Alright, I'll take care of them part of the time,
 but there's somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington
 Who's that?
 Dick Cheney,
 Dick Cheney, Who's that?
 [Kid screams in background. foreground: Shut Up!]
 Old fart [laughter] does that answer your question?
 

 I’ve got a little black book with my choices in
 Got Dick Cheney lookin’ for my running mate
 When he makes his mind up, he’ll let me know who to choose.

 Dads got his friends keeping the cash rolling
 Got to keep those cash cows
 Got to get the convention charade in high gear

 Cheney says he sees the light
 And he’s got second sight
 And amazing powers of observation.
 And that’s how he knows
 When I try to get through
 On the telephone to him
 He says he’s the best man for the job

 We’ll show the obligatory minority face
 And the inevitable non-white face
 All on the stage to show that we really care
 I’ve got Dick showing me the how things work
 I’ve got my silver spoon connections
 I’ve got a grand plan to prop up my rhetoric

 I’ve got wild staring eyes
 When I’m on the stage, urge to lie
 But soon someone will call me
 Ooooh, Dick when you pick my brain

 Surprise, surprise, surprise... (from Gomer Pyle show)

 There's still nobody home.

 I've got a new business suit
 and I’m fading fast.
 

 VERA

 Does anybody here remember Dick Cheney?
 Remember how he said that
 He would cut programs
 Screw all the poor?
 Cheney! Cheney!
 What will become of you?
 Does anybody else in here
 See him like we do?

 BRING THE BOYS BACK HOME

 Prop Dubya again.
 Give Dubya a pass.
 Don't ask the tough questions now, no, no.
 Give Dubya the pass.

 Wrong! Do it again!
 Time to go! [knock, knock, knock, knock]
 Are you feeling okay?
 There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up!
 Is there anybody in there?

 COMFORTABLY NUMB

 Hello?
 Are there any reporters left?
 Just nod if you can hear us.
 Is there anyone at home?
 Come on, now,
 They know Bush is just a clown.
 Well they can ease his pain
 Get him on his feet again.
 Relax.
 They'll need some disinformation first.
 Lack the basic facts.
 They know that working really hurts.

 There are sharp pains when Bush is talking
 A distant blip, smoke pores from his ears.
 Bush’s lies coming through in waves.
 His lips move, the press can't hear what he’s saying.
 He is like a child, he has no clue
 His head is empty just like a balloon.
 Now we've got that feeling once again
 He can't explain, he does not understand
 He’s as dense as some wood.
 Bush has become comfortably dumb.

 O.K.
 Just a little lip synch. ping
 There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
 The press may feel a little sick.
 Can they stand up?
 They do believe it's working, good.
 That'll keep Bush going through the show
 Come on it's time to go.

 There are sharp pains when Bush is talking
 A distant blip, smoke pores from his ears.
 Bush‘s lies coming through in waves.
 His lips move but we can't hear what he’s saying.

 When he was on stage
 We caught a fleeting glimpse
 Of what he has in store for us.
 We turned to the press, they are gone
 We cannot trust the information now
 These lies are grown,
 Their dream is done.
 Bush has become comfortably dumb.
 

 THE SHOW MUST GO ON

 Ooooh, Ma, Oooh Pa
 Must my show go on?
 Ooooh, Pa. Give more dough
 Ooooh, Ma. Let me go

 There must be some mistake
 I didn’t lose the debates?
 Exposed my faults.
 The press let me pass, this is great?

 Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,
 Where have the reporters gone?
 Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,
 I just remember my speech?
 My show just goes on.
 

 IN THE FLESH

 So ya
 Thought ya
 Might like to
 See behind the show.
 To see the warm thrill of Republican, Leadership grow.
 I've got some bad news for you, Dubya,
 Won’t play fair, Gore just destroyed him, oh well
 But the press plays along, says Gore just lost.
 Now your gonna find out where Trent Lott really stands.

 Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
 Get them up against the wall!
 There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me,
 Get him up against the wall!
 That one looks Jewish!
 And that one's a coon!
 Who let all of this riff-raff into the room?
 There's one smoking a joint,
 And another with spots!
 If Trent had his way,
 He'd have all of them shot!
 

 RUN LIKE HELL

 Hammer, Hammer...

 Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
 Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
 You better make your mind up for
 Your favorite Bush lies.
 With your head up your ass and your
 Tax cut blind eyes.
 For Bush’s empty smile
 And his hungry heart.
 Feel the bile rising from his guilty past.
 With your nerves in tatters
 When your integrity matters
 And the reporters batter
 Down Al Gore.
 You'd better run.

 Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
 Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
 You better read the news
 About the dirty right.
 Keep their dirty feelings
 Out of sight.
 And if you're taking their rhetoric
 At their word
 You'd better look at Bush.
 He’s such a sight.
 Cause if you catch Bush in one of his lies
 Trying to trick the voters,
 They're gonna send him back to Austin
 At the ballot box.
 He better run.

 Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa!
 [sound of Bush falling, followed by loud scream]
 Hammer, Hammer
 

 WAITING FOR THE WORMS

 Eins, zwei, drei, a ha!

 Ooooh, Gore cannot reach me now
 Ooooh, no matter how he tries
 Just lie, no doubt, it's over
 Press on my side.

 Sitting on my plan, here behind the clan
 Waiting for the polls to come.
 In perfect isolation here behind my clan
 Waiting for the polls to come.

 We're {waiting to succeed} and going to
 convene outside Brixton
 Town Hall where we're going to be...

 Waiting to cut out the poor folks.
 Waiting to clean up on tax cuts.
 Waiting to follow our plan.
 Waiting to put on a black shirt.
 Waiting to weed out the weaklings.
 Waiting to smash in their windows
 And kick in their doors.
 Waiting for the final solution
 To strengthen our strain.
 Waiting to follow our plan.
 Waiting to turn on the showers
 And fire the ovens.
 Waiting for the queers and the coons
 and the reds and the jews.
 Waiting to follow our plan.

 Would you like to see white America
 Rule again, my friend?
 All you have to do is follow our plan.
 Would you like to put our colored cousins
 Down again, my friend?
 All you need to do is follow our plan.

 The clan will convene outside Brixton Bus
 Station. We'll be moving
 along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road
 {....
 ......} {Abbot's Road }
 {.....} twelve minutes
 to three we'll be moving along Lambeth Road
 towards Vauxhall Bridge.
 Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall
 Bridge we're in
 Westminster {Borough } area. It's quite
 possible we may encounter
 some {.....} by the way we go. {.....}."

 STOP

 Stop!
 Bush should go home
 Take off, he’s uninformed
 And leave the show.
 But he’s waiting for a call
 Because he has to know.
 Has he been guilty all this time?
 

 THE TRIAL

 Good morning, nice November.
 The vote will plainly show
 The imposter who now stands before you
 Has won, even though he placed second
 Just placed second, he’s just a freak of nature;
 This will not do.
 Voters reject this imposter.

 He always said he'd come to no good
 In the end, dishonor.
 Since they let him have his way he will
 Have flay us into shape.
 But our hands aren’t tied,
 The bleeding hearts and liberals
 Will hound him and investigate his past.
 Let us hammer him from today.

 Crazy,
 Toys in the attic we were crazy,
 Truly gone fishing.
 We must have taken his lies on faith.
 Crazy, toys in the attic we are crazy.

 You stupids shits, you're in for it now,
 You wanted control given to the GOP?
 You bought Bush’s lies, too bad
 You should have thought, but no! You had to go
 Your own way, you have broken any
 Chance for hope.

 Just five minutes, Trent and company,
 Will have for their own.

 Baaaaaaaaaa!

 Just listen to Cheney, he holds you in
 Deep comtempt.
 People, you never wanted him to
 Give you any trouble?
 Just wait till he takes office?
 Voters, sorry, you’re stuck with him now.

 Crazy,
 Over the rainbow, they were crazy,
 Bars in the window.
 We should have been ready to dismiss him
 When he came in.
 Crazy, over the rainbow, we were crazy.

 The evidence before us now is
 Incontrivertable, there's no need for
 The voters to think about it.
 In all our years of voting
 We have never heard before
 Of anyone more deserving
 Of this real lackey fool.
 He will make us suffer,
 Go home and hide under you bed you,
 All fill us with the urge to defecate!

 Go Bush! Shit on us!

 Since, dear Jeb, you have delivered
 A crooked count,
 You sentence us to be exposed to your
 Real plans.
 He stuffed the ballots!(repeat)

 OUTSIDE THE WALL

 All alone, or in two's,
 The ones who really mattered
 We’re denied their say in the booth.
 Some hand in hand
 And some gathered together in bands.
 The bleeding hearts and liberals
 Demand their rights!

 And when they gave you their all
 Most staggered and fell, after all it's not easy
 Voting when the GOP controls who’s vote really
 matters.

 They wanted Bush, they got him!
 
 

 DON’T BLAME ME, I VOTED FOR THE REAL PRESIDENT!