The West is best when it's caught doing less
Striving for democracy
With the sun going down long before it comes out
Giving way to the East with ease

There's massive disorder at the Southern border
Lifting the latch on the flood gates
Now has us all climbing the wall
Where I fear we're too late for sanity's sake

Why are we only now finding this out
What should have been a piece of cake
No room left on the platter for happily ever after
All from this gang that can't shoot straight

Who cut the line on our pumps in prime time
Whispering Joe stopping the flow
It doesn't take a decoder to see more "dis" to the order
Tell us something we don't already know

We might be short on gas but not on face masks
As our handlers muzzle us up
You're either right or left, jabbed or un-jabbed
Just shut up and take your shot

Why are we only now finding this out
What should have been a piece of cake
No room left on the platter for happily ever after
All from this gang that can't shoot straight