They always say that when shit goes south, you can either laugh about it, or cry about it. Personally, I’m sick of washing more hankies than underwear…Hey, a satirist’s gotta do what a satirist’s gotta do. Many profuse apologies to Mel Brooks!
Springtime for Twitler
Springtime for Twitler, and lunacy
Winter for logic and thought
Who needs a functioning government?
Rule number one, don’t get caught
Springtime for Twitler, and lunacy
Unleaded gas for your Ford
This global warming is such a crock
Who needs the Paris accord?
(Musical Riff)
Grab your torches, riot hearty!
Come and join the Trumpy Party!
(Musical Riff)
Every day’s a hate-o-rama
Let’s forget that prick Obama!
(Swelling Musical Bridge)
Springtime for Twitler, and lunacy
Goodbye to Dem-o-cracy
Give up your freedom and privileges
And swear your loyalty, to MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
