Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us,
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying
we're responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding,
How could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist
Now this is our, final hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six
Teen million people are equal of this high pitch
Maybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech
Let the President answer on high anarchy
Strap him with AK-47, let him go
Fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil
No more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes, it's all lies, the stars and stripes
They've been swiped, washed out and wiped,
And Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die"

TL reader Young Turk writes in:

"This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding"

That right there sums up the epic blunder of the Bush administration. Bin Laden kills 3000 people, and what do we do? We go invade Iraq and depose Saddam Hussein. And Bin Laden is still out there, nodding his head, accomplishing goals beyond his wildest dreams.

Richard Clarke wrote a whole book on the subject. And Eminem sums it up in one line.