In the spirit of the phenomenal “I Am The Decider” parody by Paul Hipp, recently featured on Huffington Post, I can only hope that I’ve done some justice to the immortal Beatles, as well as some well-deserved injustice to the immoral Dubya. (Since I don’t have the luxury of fancy production techniques, you’ll have to supply your own melody.)

So without futher ado, A Day In the Life (Of Dubya):

I read the news today, oh boy

About a lucky man who got elected anointed

And though the Liberals were rather sad

Well, Karl Rove just had to laugh

I saw the photographs (of hanging chads)

He blew his mandate in Iraq

He didn’t notice they did not attack

A crowd of Democrats stood and glared

They’d seen his face before

Nobody was really sure if he was from The National Guard

I saw a film today, oh boy

The Shiite militias had just won the war

A crowd of Neo-Cons turned away

But I just had to look

Having read George Packer’s book,

I’d love to turn you on (to God)

Woke up, fell out of bed

Watched CNN, to feed my head

Found my way downstairs, drank a cappucino

Totally pissed, ’bout the finger from el Nino

Found my laptop and grabbed my hat

Went on line in seconds flat

Found my way upstairs and deleted lots of spam

Soft Cialis tabs and more Nigerian scam

Ah

I read the news today, oh boy

Four thousand IEDs in Fallujah

And though the bombs were rather small

They could not disarm them all

They didn’t know you can’t protect the troops with just some Armor-All

I’d love to turn you on (to God)