Dear Mr. President

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

Dear Mr. President,

Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

Mijn mening? Sterke tekst! Bush en zelfs vice president Dick Cheney krijgen er flink van langs. Over Bush zingt ze: I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

Over Cheney: What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?

And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? (Hij heeft zelf een lesbische dochter!!)