Like some kind of Neo King Tut They believe in him No matter what And it’s that belief That has us in a rut It’s as startling As a kick in the gut
Like a high note From Mariah He’s incendiary And lights a fire To the delight of some Though he’s a liar So to put it simply A pusillanimous pariah
And even when He’s being nice Certain names He likes to mention twice He’s as comforting As a case of lice On the ***** hairs Heidi Fleiss
Don’t look for him To bring us together Cuz it’s not happening Until the 12th of never Don’t cha know that He’s not that clever And he’s not up To that endeavor