November the 3rd, 2004 I boarded the bus and sat right by the door An interesting scene almost brought me to tears Every seat was taken, but silent with fear Not a soul spoke a single word to a friend The whole bus feared the world's nearing end Every bag displayed the candidate with hope And every bag screamed "This country's a joke!" And every eye glazed and hazed with confusion No, depression and regression from the recent illusion We thought our vote had made the change We felt our heart break - four more years of the same Chorus: Hope is on the way Our anthem for months Hope is on the way That ship has sunk Their motto is compa**ion Compa**ion for whom? Men of money, men of faith? Well not me I'm a Jew When they say faith they mean belief in Jesus Christ When they say support it's for the ones just like them: The rich, the heteros, the white Forget the aliens - f**in' terrorists Tell me who's right That doesn't sound like compa**ion Compa**ion means love Loving the ones who might be different, look right here not above Chorus Don't disregard the hundreds dead A conniving mistake? No a lie - it's not his head Close your eyes when revolts silence life Cover your ears when the fears of our soldiers scream "why?!" We hated Mr. Bill for his false statement - it k**ed how many? Those fools they framed it But now our G Dub, thanks to him we must hide Our face from the world, he murdered our ties Scream "USA" and shout "Hip f**in' hurray" If in this land you want our children to play With four more years of self-centered arrogant hell Kiss away our progressive hopes and cut down that liberty bell Chorus We're gonna bring justice to the man who k**ed the dream We're gonna bring justice to the man who's making us scream Chorus