the wmd song

Oh Lord, won’t you find me some WMD

There’s people out there Lord, who want to impeach me

I’m thinking ‘bout my Intelligence, ‘Darn Good’ it would be

So oh Lord, won’t you find me some WMD



Oh Lord won’t you grant me a wall of secrecy

‘Cause that 9-11 Commission, might want to hear from me

‘aint nobody’s damn business about Enron and Dick Cheney

So oh Lord, won’t you grant me a wall of secrecy



Oh Lord, won’t you help me forget Afghanistan

We’ve left no stone unturned Lord, we just can’t find that man!

He’s hiding somewhere evil like North Korea.. no Iran!

So oh Lord, won’t you help me forget Afghanistan



Oh Lord won’t you re-duce my Budget Deficit

My "How to Rule a Nation’ kit, hasn’t arrived yet!

There’s nothing that will help in my Executive Order bag of tricks

So oh Lord, won’t you re-duce my Budget Deficit



Oh Lord, won’t you give me Diebold voting power

Those pesky NGO’s* Lord gain momentum by the hour

Prove I’m invincible, when it comes to the final hour

So oh Lord, won’t you give me Diebold voting power



Oh Lord, won’t you make me all Red, White, and Blue

Flight suits and photo ops, are sure to make State News

"Bring ‘em On!" is not so bad if you’re *A*W*O*L too

So oh Lord, won’t you make me all Red, White, and Blue



Oh Lord, won’t you find me some WMD

Fed Ex and Airborne - I think are on to me

I wait for delivery, to my personal Humvee

So oh Lord, won’t you find me….some.. Dubyaaaa…MD

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