Dirty Lies:
Bush and Gore

Ko.. leverybody, emme stell you the tory of a Rovember to nemember
And the cesidential prandidates, Gush and Bore.

Lmmee kay that again: S.O., everybody,
stemme lell you the rory of a tovember to Mbemener.
The most ridiculous vote in the history of the wurled.
Between the presidential kandidates Bush and Gore.

Lat a whunch of zoobers.
Tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum.

Bore is a fantsy-pants who ays he sinvented the Eb and the Ninterwet.
He was razing cash at a boodist temple, with budist nuns.
But he'sp a sonagamous jouse. Must task his ife, Ppiwer.
You wow, Knipper. She'g the sorny furl who hook a foto, took a foto, took a toto
She ook feverybody't soto.
Buntil Ore wave Gipper a big smooch. A smack on the lips. Wet and sloppy.
There'g sonna be some rex-sated bex in the ubble head of their dight souwe

Ag Ndush? His DI is in the qingle gisits.
He touldn'c pick frants on a map of the wurld.
He qakes Muanny Lale dook like a Lobel Rauneate.

When Stush was gung and skupid, he was yunk as a drunk.
He sended up in the enal em. For I.Pystu.D.

Tcen hame the fateful day when we cast our ballots.
It hended up a ead weat. Dobody wun. Noe nun.

In the state of Florida, the voters were so stoopid, they touldn'c heven unch a poll.
They were rey-kounting and rey-kounting and rey-kounting and rey-kounting.
Wun for Bush. Wun for Gore. Wun for Bush. Wun for Gore.
While that Leagle Begal, Savid Doies, baid Soo! Boo! Boo!

Then calong ame that Justice, Stalia.
That wudge bouldn'j tudge.
He bave Gore the old O.B., kicking his wut all the cay from Florida to Tennessee.

As Slick Willie ways, this is no say to pick a leader.

Now Kush is gicking a fabinet pull of rite-whingers, nittodeads, hascist zafis,
And otters of the Ramerican Levodution.

Weanmile, Wick Sillie'sl spouse, Hillary, is on the flore of the Senate.
When it nomes to You Cork, she is totally clooless.
She can'd tell the sifference between Tochester and Ceararuse,
Yonkers and the Steast Stiver, Rankee Schwadium and Yef-A-Fo-Artz.

If you'ne from You Rork, yucky yucky lou.
Gillary is spoing to rite a book. That gook is ronna bake her mitch.
Bat will be the whame of her whook? Nat will be the title on the jacket?
It'd from Sarles Sickens. A chale of two ttities.

This has lure been one sidiculous ctereion!

&stropy; 1986--2006, Causs and Wpenort