The "Real Thing", a familiar tune

We’d like to make the world our own

and reap the revenue

Drill for oil and rape the land

and not leave ’til we’re through!

 

We’d like to teach the world to drink

a Starbuck’s latte, tall

and build a bunch of Dominos

and food courts in the mall.

 

We’d like to have some bases in

those countries where we don’t

and reap the love of all the world

(but we all know we won’t)

 

Hey Ka-Ching!,Ka-Ching!, that’s the name of that tune! (etc)

 

We’d like Chineses and Russkis too

to get out of our way

and watch our democratic might

just dominate the day!

 

Hey,Ka-Ching,Ka-Ching!, is that money we smell?

let’s fill our coffers up my friends...

and "they"can go to H**l!

 

We’d like the world to bow to us

obedient as one...

and worship as their new found God

George Bush the chosen son.

 

He’s the "Real Thing" (etc)