A more contemporary Christmas song for Bush, Cheney and Rumsfeld:

We three kings right-oriented are
Bearing bombs we traverse afar
Field and fountain, cave and mountain
Following W's star

O, star of blunder, star of blight
Star with oil booty bright
Wayward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to the farthest right

Made a king through Florida's pain
Cash we bring to crown him again
BFEE forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign

O, star of blunder, start of blight
Star with oil booty bright
Wayward leading, still proceeding
Guide us toward our absolute might

General Frank's sense is offered as right
Incensed are those who've seen the light
Prayer and praising, rich white men raising
Glasses to Bush each night

O, star of blunder, star of blight
Star with oil booty bright
Wayward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to the bombing site

Murder is ours, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the White House tomb

O, star of blunder, star of blight
Star with oil booty bright
Wayward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to international plight

Glorious now behold his lies
Scores of Americans sacrificed
Enron sings "Hallelujah"
"Hallelujah" Halliburton replies

O, star of blunder, star of blight
Star of oil booty bright
Wayward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to the farthest right