Bush the Fortunate Son
To the tune of House of the Rising Sun -- The Animals
© 2005 Dennis Mansker
In a White House in Washington,
There lives a Fortunate Son.
And he'll be the death of many a poor boy,
Before his reign is done.
Mother was a psycho bitch,
Who let him have no joy.
His father was the president,
And he ignored the boy.
Now, the only thing that Dubya wants,
Is some cocaine in a trunk,
Pour some whiskey for the president,
Because he's still a drunk.
Oh, mothers, tell your children,
Just avoid that Fortunate Son.
Stay away from war and misery,
Until his term is done.
Well, I got one foot on the tarmac,
The other on the plane,
I'm goin' back to old Iraq,
To die or go insane.
There is a man in Washington,
They call the Fortunate Son.
And he'll be the death of many a poor boy,
And god I know I'm one.
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