I was loyal to George Bush, whenever he'd call,
Even if he wanted nothing at all.
I was loyal on the rise, I was loyal on the fall,

'Cause even I know what the point of the fall is:
Give the critics The Head of Alberto Gonzalez.


The Geneva Conventions, I helped redefine,
Calling them quaint, I think that quote was mine,
Because certain detainees were just over the line.

In the room with top lawyers, it's clear where the gall is,
In the legalese Head of Alberto Gonzalez.


The first Hispanic, was a badge I'd wear with pride.
It got me upstairs, and it got me inside.
In Texas, George Bush named me to his Supreme Court,

Could the big one be next? I'd sure need support.
So my advide was the most approving sort.
If I wanted the robe, I'd give nothing but solace,

And let Bush be The Head of Alberto Gonzalez.

We wanted to change prosecutors for friends,

A big Senate hearing is where the trail ends.
The truth doesn't break, but it certainly bends.
I gave a display of what total lack of recall is,

Just a memory-hole in the Head of Alberto Gonzalez.

The first Hispanic, was a badge I'd wear with pride.

It got me upstairs, and it got me inside.

I'll spend time with my family. I'll spend time alone.

I'll sit by my computer. I'll sit by the phone,
Hoping that my old friend will just throw me a bone,
Even though I know how unlikely that call is,

So, I'll just take back the Head of Alberto Gonzalez.