Lyrics:

(Bush Making His Usual Dumb Comments)



If this is really living

Why am I so unforgiving

Half the world is down the toilet

Half on it's way.



Well if I had a dollar for

Everytime he hollers:

'Trust us with your hearts and minds'

Or I'll make you pay



TRUST ME



Ask me why your feeling screwed

And I'll give you an answer

There's a Colin, Dick and Bush

Justa hammerin' away



Ask me why you feel decived

And stripped of all your liberties

It doesn't take a genius

To explain that today



TRUST ME