Their nominee is a comedy If you’re asking me ‘Cos how could they be Serious are they delirious Minds are curious And would like to know How they could stoop that low Guess it goes to show
If elected president Then the message sent Is full of bad intent We’d be confused not amused That they would choose Such a bafoon A flesh and blood cartoon I guess we’re at high noon
The competition Just fueled his ambition They were so busy ******* In the wind but again They didn’t get it Because they were ill fitted To assume the throne He occupies alone
But you know what they say Rome fell in a day We too could go that way So let’s elevate the debate And stop the rhetoric And labels that won’t stick Beyond the election Why not seek perfection