BushWhacked

One of my mottoes as a songwriter is, “Steal from the best.” I stole this title from a book by Molly Ivins.

If you’re out of a job,
And your pension’s been robbed,
Well, it’s no act of God.
You’ve been Bushwhacked.
And if you work forty-plus,
And you’re still going bust,
While your rent’s going up,
You’ve been Bushwhacked.

CHORUS
You’ve been Bushwhacked, Jack,
An unnatural fact.
Perhaps it’s time to whack those Bushes back.
You’ve been Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.
You’ve been Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.
You’ve been Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.
Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.

Now, if a couple of wars,
And the promise of more,
Haven’t made you secure,
You’ve been Bushwhacked.
And if your troops and your spooks
Still ain’t found any nukes,
Let me tell you the truth:
You’ve been Bushwhacked.

CHORUS

Now if you need a clue
About what you can do
To burn that Bush
Before he’s burning you,
Well, here’s a scheme
I think is peachy-keen,
To change his regime.

Go and talk to the folks
Who’ve forgotten to vote.
Tell ’em, “Don’t miss the boat,
If you’re Bushwhacked.”
We’ll leave no hanging chads,
And the world will be glad,
When, like dear old dad,
He’s been Bushwhacked.

CHORUS 2:
He’ll be Bushwhacked, Jack,
When he gets the axe.
I just can’t wait to whack those Bushes back.
He’ll be Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.
He’ll be Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.
He’ll be Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.
Bushwhacked, Bushwhacked.

Words and music © 2004 by Steve Brooks and Frog Records
(512) 440-7668
[email protected]
www.stevebrooks.net

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