When there was pressure to dump Rumsfled, George Bush said “I’m the decider” last April, to which many added, Koo-Koo-Kachoo to the tune of I am the Walrus (lyrics under the fold). Rummy didn’t even last until the end of the year.
Now that there is pressure from Congress on Iraq, George Bush says “I’m the decision-maker.”
He’s still making bad decisions. Let’s hope that he’s forced to reverse this decision even more quickly than the last.
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I’M THE DECIDER (Koo-Koo-Kachoo)
I am me and Rummy’s he, Iraq is free and we are all together
See the world run when Dick shoots his gun, see how I lie
I’m Lying…
Sitting on my own brain, waiting for the end of days
Corporation profits, Bloody oil money
I’m above the law and I’ll decide what’s right or wrong
I am the egg head, I’m the Commander, I’m the Decider
Koo-Koo-Kachoo
Baghdad city policeman sitting pretty little targets in a row
See how they die when the shrapnel flies see mothers cry
I’m Lying…I’m Ly-ing…I’m Lying…I’m Ly-ing
Yellow cake uranium, imaginary WMD’s
Declassifying facts, exposing secret agents
Tax cuts for the wealthy leaving all the poor behind
CHORUS
Sitting in the White house garden talking to the Lord
My thoughts would be busy busy hatching If I only had a brain
CHORUS
“I hear the voices…” LOL
I’m going to sing this to the cat every morning, just to show her who is *really* the boss. Thanks, Ron.
Isn’t the cat the boss? Sometimes, as a matter of strategy, cats let their humans believe they are the boss, but if you examine your relationship closely it should be obvious who is really calling the shots.
Well yes, but she has decided that I’m fair game anytime after 5 am (not for food, she wants the heat turned up) and I’d like to get it through her head that nobody ever needs to be up at that time of night. Because it’s still night! I am the Decider!
Ron,
I have ultimate control over the cat; I can use the can opener.
Of course, he retaliates by leaving presents on the carpets; never the tile.
Battlebob,
You control the can opener. Are you sure that the cat doesn’t ultimately control how and when you use that can opener?
Nope…
He gets fed twice a day.
Usually when we can no longer stand the shrieking.
If I get up in the middle of the night, I turn the thing on to get a rise out of him.
However, he gets injections three times a day so we are pretty much cat slaves.
Fed twice a day. Sounds like the cat has you well trained.
Us well-trained?
Just because he has a heated platform in every room to look at the wildlife doesn’t mean we are trained.
Just because he eats baby food because of dietary restrictions doesn’t mean we are trained.
Just because we board him at his own suite doesn’t mean we are trained.
Just because both of us pet and brush him an hour per day doesn’t mean we are trained.
Just because we toss toys around for him to play with; which he almost always ignores; doesn’t mean we are trained.
Just because he only uses cat litter found at a store 50 miles away doesn’t mean we are trained.
hrumpph…