Condoleeza, Condoleeza, they have named you
The State Secretary with the mystic smile.
Is it only 'cos you're lonely they have blamed you
for the recent Middle Eastern genocide?
Do you smile to tempt Osama, Condoleeza?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Dreams of freedom have laid at your doorstep
They just lie there, and they die there.
Are you warm, are you real, Condoleeza?
Or just a token of a country torn apart?
Oh, sing it.