Bruce Yourselves :) - Democratic Underground

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Sat Oct-27-07 08:37 PM
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Bruce Yourselves :)

Condoleeza (To the tune of Rosalita – Bruce Springsteen)

Lookout now Condi comin’ to conduct some policy
If you don’t play along you might get bombed to liberty
Bet they all have their cyanide
For when the war trials come
For as clever as they might see themselves
The downfall has begun

Yes you’re gonna be a defendant Condi
For the damage you have done
An architect, a planter of the seed
Intelligencs you shun
Oh Condi where to run

Dubya’s tiny belfry Condi, overflows with bats
Pickles pantsuits stolen from a Macy’s window back in 1964
Poppy’s in the compound, dining with the sheiks
Mater is home in the Strodome, kickin’ the poor
When you play Truth or Dare with Foreign Affairs
There can be only one outcome
Yo do their dirty business Condi, while they’re off having fun
Oh Condi what have you done

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Condoleeza, Queen Bee of the Liars
Yessir sheeza keeper of the Pyres
Death’s deliverer for Her Guy
Condoleeza, what remains is dire

Dick the Hunter and the Tin Plate Cowboy
Ev’ry word you say they prepare
Boehnhead John and Slick Saintwhorum
Will be handling the smear
They’re gonna rattle swords, rouse the hordes
Praise false Lords, On the TV box, telling the lies on Fox

So Condi go pick a fight, yeah Condi got fires to light
Missile shields for Russia, Pooty-Poot is sore
And on the Turkish border, a spankin brand new war
The profits Condi, that’s what we’re there for

Condoleeza, Queen Bee of the Liars
Yessir sheeza keeper of the Pyres
Death’s deliverer for Her Guy
Condoleeza, what remains is dire

I don’t have a tanker that’s named for me
And I don’t have the next World War planned
No. I got no Pradas on my feet, and I never seen Pakistan
But wherever you roam, conflict’s sure to bloom
As certain as snow and ice
What you can’t deregulate you’ll dominate, or market your own brand
Inside the bubble you dwell the skies are always sunny

But for now Iran, then Arandomstan

Because no matter what they tell you ya never question nothin
No, no matter what they tell you ya never question nothin
That’s right, no matter what they tell you ya never question nothin

See Condi you have made the choice, of feeding the killers with your voice
And when the agents come for you Condi, America will rejoice

Yeah your soul has been cashed and you’re unabashed
So don’t beg for mercy
For the sake of the dead, and the hands bloodied red
The judges will not go easy
When brought to light, the crimes shine bright
Oh Condi, you’re as good as gone
Because when the evidence is read, you’ll be lead off in leg irons

There better be a place for you near Lake Titicaca
On that last flight to Paraguay
Cuz if I had my way, it’d be solitary all night and all day
Yeah that leather jumpsuit’s simply stunning
So run now Condi, can you hear the sirens comin, comin

It might be tonight.

Condoleeza, Queen Bee of the Liars
Yessir sheeza keeper of the Pyres
Death’s deliverer for Her Guy
Condoleeza, what remains is dire

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