Sing along - sung to the Beverly Hillbillies
>> > Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy named Bush.
>> > His IQ was zero, and his brain was made of mush.
>> > He drank like a fish while he was drivin' all 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 a spot in the Texas Air Guard.
>> > Cushy, 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 into the 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, five Supremes stepped in.
>> > Told all the voters "Hey, we want George to win."
>> > "Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation.
>> > And that's how George finally got his "inaguration."
>> > Rigged, that is. Illegitimate. No moral authority.
>> > Y'all go vote now. Ya hear?