MIDI - CAMP GRENADA Bye bye, Qusai…bye bye Udai…we have finally…kicked your boot-tay Let's hope others…learn the lesson…with the great US of A do not be messin' When Slick Willy…was in power…you would never…have to cower Those good old days…you ran wild…little girls worried that they'd be defiled You were both sick…heartless bastards…for your nation…a disaster Had Gore stolen…the election…there would not have been the need to seek protection Bush had warned you…. to be leaving…your poor daddy…has been grieving No more sports cars…no more raping…from the morgue it's really hard to be escaping Is it hot where you're...