"What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. I started them off with my war in Iraq Where not all the hunters will be making it back. But why would I care if they're on the wrong track Or are giving some prisoners a terminal whack? Distracting the public with hunting's Rove's plan – What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. "What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. One star fouled another with just seconds to go; A fan pitched his drink to add to their woe; So into the stands hunting for the poor schmo, They pommelled their fans with blow after blow. Distracting the public with hunting's Rove's plan – What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. "What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. Before he goes hunting, a couple of beers? So when he gets out there to wait for his deer, And strangers appear where they've hunted for years, He finds it's more fun to fire on his peers. Distracting the public with hunting's Rove's plan – What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. "What fun to go hunting for your fellow man. For years I've loved hunting a jerk named Osama, A very tall guy who lives in his pajamas, Who, quite unlike me, is not much of a charma As he swears to do all of us born-agains harma. Distracting the public with hunting's Rove's plan – What fun to go hunting for your fellow man." Bob Carlson |