Lyrics
Another hundred days in, I’m dazed and confused
This lack of opposing views and slogan
To get elected, if only been neglected or slowly fused
It’s Bush resurrected, he looms in the spirit of Obama
Consumed by the spirit of Osama
But calm as a bitch, drama
And hope’s just a four-letter word, it’s a verb
Some hippy turned upside down and back around
To a proper noun, it’s absurd
Blurred by Wikipedia, slurred by wicked media clowns, while
News revives the, surprised while we listen, news anchors so smitten
When the president talks of new anchors hitting bottom of
Middle Eastern borders in neutral waters there’s battleships, dark
We dress up our liars in politicians are tired of being admired
Loaded
Mass-produced the mass seduced by puppets in suits
Let loose that you welcome the news
So you got no excuse to complain about the abuse
All we hear’s Obama sweet talking peace talks
Taking soldiers out of Iraq and send 'em right back to restock
We armed, recon be on Afghanistan
We on the front-page, paparazzi tarnished, looking neo-Nazi
We on the hot seat
Patriot Acts have been extended, promptly
Guantanamo has only been suspended, freedom of speech amended
and descended from toxins and rendered in hues
Blood-red, moved by judge enforced by thugs bred
Brownshirt youth, kill trust, love and liberty
And anything within the constitution of vicinity
Lies still and kills the holy trinity
Geronimo, yeah
Drop 'em all in Guantanamo
Bush took, lock him up and ship 'em off to a rock
We don’t need 'em to strip down freedom
Geronimo, yeah
Drop 'em all in Guantanamo
Bush took, lock him up and ship 'em off to a rock
We don’t need 'em to strip down freedom