It was midnight in DC,
Band playin' "Nearer My God to Thee"
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
Bushanic when it got its dirty load,
Commander hollered, "All aboard,"
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
John Bolton want to get on board,
Commander said, "Peace, I ain't movin' toward,"
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
Bushanic was comin 'round the curve,
When she ran in to a Chevron Riceberg,
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
Bushanic was sinkin' down,
Had lifeboats all around
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
Had them lifeboats all around,
Savin the rich, lettin' lil' men go down,
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
John Bolton heard the mighty shock
Mighta seen him doin' the Mideast Rock
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
When the rich folk got to land,
Crying "Lord have mercy on our man,"
Cryin', "Fare thee, Bushanic, fare the well,"
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