On request by Robert Atack
George Bush is my oil man – I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
In Oil lands rich; He leadeth me
And those that speak out shall die.
My tank he doth restore again;
And me to drive doth make
and for the God of commercial gain
The world’s last oil he’ll take
Yea, though I drive for miles and miles
Yet I will fear no ill
For George will find the gas I need
My SUV he’ll fill
My gas tank he hast furnished
despite our Arab foes
My life he dost with oil anoint
And my tank overflows
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in the white house forevermore
His dwelling place shall be.
