While one tends to ramble
The other clearly babbles
As we watch four lips flap in the wind

In the pursuit of this and that
Seriously, don't make me laugh
They keep on talking out both ends

Quickly drawing to a close
One that only the good Lord knows
I'm calling out the shape of the day as bent

Serving fries or serving lies
Fool us once, why not twice
Could the media please call in Clark Kent

It's going to take a Superman
To get this ship back on dry land
Without a worldwide major event

As the one keeps rambling
With the other babbling
There's no telling how we'll get out of this