A little dated, perhaps - but worth a run, I think - especially since the poet was an old classmate of mine! At first I was just a little Bush And much involved in things hush-hush I knew a guy, A Panaman Who smuggled drugs to Uncle Sam Arising from this precedent I soon became the President My hallowed words held mighty sway I got to put old pals away Ruhollah liked US not a bit And treated US like so much s**t Saddam, he seemed a godsend, when He started shooting Persian men. With him we soon threw in our lot Armed to the teeth, they all got shot But then he threatened TEXACO So long, old buddy. It's time to go. We'll play a round of Gulf today And make some other sucker pay Oil exploitation is our cue For oil, there's nothing we won't do! We're such a daring scary crew We'll have our cake and eat yours too. So when we've sent Saddam to hell We'll seize Iraq's and Iran's oil wells And all those mighty mullahs fell. Perhaps you think I talk too much? But see? My name it's George W Bush!