Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy named Bush
His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush
He drank like a fish while he drove a car about
But that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out
DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up

Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale
He can't spell his name but they never let him fail
He spends all his time hangin' out with student folk
And that's when he learns how to snort a line of coke
Blow, that is. White gold. Nose candy

The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam
Kin folks say, "George, stay at home with Mom."
Let the common people get maimed and scarred
We'll buy you up a spot in the Texas National Guard
Cush, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy

Twenty years later George gets a little bored
He trades in the booze, says that Jesus is his Lord
He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna' be
" So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP
Gun owners, that is. Falwell. Jesse Helms

Come November 7, the election ran late
Kin folks said "Jeb, give the boy your state!"
"Don't let those colored folks get anywhere near polls."
So they put up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes
Chads, that is. Duval County. Miami-Dade
Before the votes were counted all the five Supremes stepped in
Told all the voters "Hey, we want our George to win."
"Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation
And that's how little Georgie finally got his coronation

Rigged, that is. Illegitimate. No moral authority. Y'all come vote now. Ya hear?