(As sung by Commander-and-Thief, Dubya Bush)

(instrumental intro)

Nothing you could say can tear me away from my war.
Nothing you can do, 'cause I don't hear you - it's my war.
I'm sticking to my word like a stamp to a letter.
Warbirds of the same feather will... stick together.
As I've told you from the start, I'll be tearin' Iraq apart with my war.

Nothing you can do can deter my crew from my war.
No political bribe can make me unsubscribe from my war.
I gave my dad my word of honor.
My own Iraq war - we'll drop... bombs upon her.
War distractions are relieving those scandals you're perceiving - it's my war.

I don't care for your opinion - I can't be stopped.
Saddam had better hide, 'cause his head may get lopped.
I won't take no sh*t, 'cause I'm super rich.
We'll take his oil through war and bomb that son of a bitch.

Saddam, I'll brand, and just take his land through my war.
My business plan is to blame one man for my war.
The UN should not treat Saddam nice,
And if they dare to cross me, they will... pay the price.
And so Iran should pray that we don't go their way with my war.

(instrumental break)

Saddam, I'll brand, and just take his land through my war.
My business plan is to blame one man for my war.
The UN should not treat Saddam nice,
And if they dare to cross me, they will... pay the price.
And so Iran should pray that we don't go their way with my war.
And so Iran should pray that we don't go their way with my war...
And so Iran should pray that we don't go their way with my war...