The 4th anniversary of a somewhat unpleasant reminder of Bush's dickishness
His Farewell song to the Gridiron press gathering.
It can't hurt to remind we at DU of what we have been through together 
http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/03/13/bushs-surprise-serenade-hits-youtube/
Lyrics:
I spend my days clearing brush
I clear my head of all the fuss
Oh, like the fuss you made over Harriet and Brownie
Down the lane, I look out
Here comes Scooter
Finally free of the prosecutor
It’s good to touch the brown, brown grass of home.
I awake and look around me
At the oval walls that surround me
And I realize I was only dreaming
There’s Condi and Dick, my old compadre
Talking to me about some oil-rich Saudi
But soon, I’ll touch the brown, brown grass of home
Yes you’re all gonna miss me
The way you used to quiz me
But soon I’ll touch the brown, brown grass of home
[inaudible] Dick Cheney strolling with documents he’s been withholding
It’s good to touch the brown, brown grass of home
Yes you’re all gonna miss me
The way you used to diss me
But soon I’ll touch the brown, brown grass of home.
