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All lyrics written by Don Clinchy except "The Governor from Texas" by Steve Olivares, "Son of a President" by Tamara Cryar, and "Friends in Loaded Places" by Tim Wilson.


Midland
(Original: "Longview" written and performed by Green Day)

Sit around and watch the tube, the debate's on
Stare at the candidates for an hour or two
George Dubya speaks just for a bit
I'm sick of all his same old shit
If you vote for that idiot
You're fucking crazy
Read his lips, look in his eyes
The man's incredibly unwise
I'm so damn mad, 'cause he's so BLIND!!!
And I smell a rat
Peel me off this velcro seat and get me voting
I sure as hell won't vote for Dubya, though
From Bush I'm making A RETREAT
I want to help with his defeat
Life under Bush would be COMPLETE HELL
I'll vote for Bradley
Read his lips, look in his eyes
The man's incredibly unwise
I'm so damn mad, 'cause he's so BLIND!!!
And I smell a rat

BUSH HAS NO MOTIVATION
HE'LL CAUSE US ALL FRUSTRATION
HE WILL FUCK UP THIS NATION
HELP STOP THIS SITUATION

Sit around, pick up the phone; the Bush's camp's calling
Call them pathetic call them WHAT YOU WILL
They tell me Bush should get the job
But he can't do the one HE's got
And our great nation's lost all hope
If we fucking elect him
Read his lips, look in his eyes
The man's incredibly unwise
I'm so damn MAD, 'cause he's so blind
His cluelessness will not suffice
Read his lips, look in his eyes
The man's incredibly unwise
Some say, "Quit George, you're so BLIND"
And ain't that the truth


Friends in Loaded Places
(Original: "Friends in Low Places" written and performed by Garth Brooks)

VERSE:
Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in cahoots
With the big-time money out there
I was early to show; it's all who you know
And people really think that I care

I thought I was wise
And yet one of the guys
When I kicked off my campaign
A debate I went to, I found I hadn't a clue
Thanks to that damn Johnny McCain!

CHORUS:
Oh, I've got friends in loaded places
Where the money flows in political races
No compassion today
Support the NRA
I hang out in high society places
We ignore the poor or laugh in their faces
Yeah, I got friends in loaded places

VERSE:
Now it won't be long
'Til I finish this song
But wait, I'll say a bit more
I'll protect all your rights, if you're Christian and white
And if you are far, far from poor

Hey you don't mean beans, unless you show me some green
Just give me a thousand times ten
I'll be the man who's got all the power
To ruin this country we're in.

CHORUS

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