SINGALONG #5 --- LOVE THOSE OLD PROTEST SONGS!

GEORGIE DUBYA
(To the tune of "Maggie's Farm". Words by Snave, music by Bob Dylan.)

I ain't gonna vote for Georgie Dubya no more.
No, I ain't gonna vote for Georgie Dubya no more.
Well, he wakes in the morning, folds his hands and prays for rain.
He says he's chosen by The Lord,
I think he is insane.
It's a shame the way he wants to go to war.
I ain't gonna vote for Georgie Dubya no more.

I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's brother no more.
No, I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's brother no more.
Well, he talks to Katherine Harris,
He tells her what to do,
Take the voters off the rolls,
and then the USA is screwed.
It's a shame he don't know what the vote is for.
I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's brother no more.

I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's pa no more.
No, I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's pa no more.
Well, he's a dirty schemin' oil man,
He's in the Carlyle group for kicks.
He tried to take your money,
After he said "Read my lips!"
The Secret Service stands around his door.
Ah, I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's pa no more.

I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's ma no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Dubya's ma no more.
Well, she's all for education
We admire her for her deeds.
One thing she couldn't do, though,
Was teach Dubya how to read.
She's seventy-eight, but she looks like ninety-four.
I ain't gonna vote for Dubya's ma no more.

I ain't gonna vote for Georgie Dubya no more.
No, I ain't gonna vote for Georgie Dubya no more.
Well, I try my best to get him
Right on out of our White House,
But people seem to like him,
Hey, the guy is just a louse!
He laughs while we complain about his war.
I ain't gonna vote for Georgie Dubya no more.