Intro:
You Liar
You gonna loose 2000
Like your dad did in 1992
Let me teach you some shit
Verse 1:
O, Dubya, step back, let me tell you the score
You stumbled through eight years, left us begging for more… competence
Mission accomplished? Nah, it’s still a mess
Left a nation in distress, all in your cowboy vest
Weapons of mass destruction—a fabricated tale
Sold a war to the people, but the logic was frail
Sent troops overseas, left families to mourn
While you chillеd in Crawford, with a grin well-worn
You fanned the flamеs of division, a reckless spree
Profits for your friends, but no relief for me
Ignored the warning signs, the levees broke
While the people of New Orleans drowned in a joke
Corporate greed at the helm, deregulation ran wild
Left Main Street stranded, economy defiled
Housing bubbles burst, and the fallout grew
Dubya, where were you? Now the fuckin' debt’s overdue