Robber Barons and Bullies

Marble-toothed titans
with sneers caked in madness
greed-fed on blood bags
in sweatshops of sadness

Kingpins with linchpins
thick carrots and sticks
deft robber barons
are up to their tricks

The morally crippled
gerrymander in Texas
felonious punk-thugs
that hate and perplex us

Gun toting douchebags
in Home Depot lots
promoting a fascist
while twisting the knot

The clown at the helm
of this powerful nation
is steeped in decline
and reverse escalation

Whitewashing history
attacking the truth
a maniacal misfit
both rude and uncouth

He creates chaos
to hold onto power
commanding the guard
from his fake ivory tower

Targeting cities
that are mostly all blue
a pig who gropes kitties
and pays porn stars to screw

Visions of heaven
black heart full of hate
He’s never come close
to making us great


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Get a Load of Elon

Sing to the tune of “The Weight” by The Band

He pulled into Washington

Black MAGA cap on his head

He spent a ton of cash

put a felon in our bed

“Hey this is what we sold you

Now you’re gonna see some red”

He smiled a shitty grin

and stomped a loaf of bread

Get a load of Elon

Watch his chainsaw swing

Get a load of Elon

And (and, and)

See the richest man

Become a DOGE boy king


Gonna fuck democracy

Says the oligarchic bro

Create an autocracy

Control where the money flows

“Hey this what we sold you

now you see how much it blows

He smiled a shitty grin

Singing “greed’s the seed we sow “

Get a load of Elon

Watch his chainsaw swing

Get a load of Elon

And (and, and)

See the richest man

Become a DOGE boy king


Killing all the agencies

that assist the weak and poor

Indiscriminate firings

Pushing veterans out the door

“Hey this what we sold you

no need to be so sore”

and he smiled a shitty grin

at the blood that’s on the floor

Get a load of Elon

Watch the chainsaw swing

Get a load of Elon

And (and, and)

See the richest man

Become a DOGE boy king


A Sieg Heil to fascism

Gonna kill the D E I

Give Putin all he wants

Gonna watch the Gazan’s die

“Hey this what we sold you

So, you better not bat an eye”

He smiles a shitty grin

and pokes fun at all who cry

Get a load of Elon

Watch his chainsaw swing

Get a load of Elon

And (and, and)

See the richest man

Become a DOGE boy king

Spit and Gravel

Look at all the fabricated posts

from the father, son, and the wholly most

mother-Zucker serves a roast

and the saluting Nazi gives a toast

“All that matters is what we’ve grossed”

humility dies inside the boast

our nation’s veins become thrombosed

when hate and greed are double-dosed


We need a Dylan of our own

calling out the orange overgrown

fascist fuckwad on his throne

autocratic in his tone

his wind-filled ego overblown

a head that’s crammed with nothing known

as knives cut justice to the bone

he snaps her picture with his phone

he loves how she’s become so prone

to wickedness and testosterone


As lies unfurl and we unravel

As truth gets bashed by the Speaker’s gavel

The blood-soaked trail on which truth travels

gets paved with liar’s spit and gravel