Picture a man with some bloat on his liver with raked yellow hair and marmalade thighs He steps to the mic and opens his pie-hole this man with blue pinholes for eyes
White MAGA letters on foreheads and tees Flow in a sea of blood red Look for the hope and the sun in the sky And it’s gone
Donny paints the sky in sorrow Donny paints the sky in sorrow Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh
Follow him down to a fridge in the basement Where sweet chocolate sundaes are in full supply Everyone screams as he gets in the shower With swastika shampoo and pie
Bullet-proof limos appear on the shore Waiting to take him away Climbs in the back and he waves at the crowds And he’s gone
Donny paints the sky in sorrow Donny paints the sky in sorrow Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh
For the benefit of Vladimir A sourpuss that’s insincere, a criminal JD and Trump will kiss his ass to lend support for his morass is seminal. Soldier men and forces, bombs and bosses, Jumping through a hog’s head of real fire. with a sneer Vladimir will challenge the world!
Inebriated Vladimir lays down a beat on Saturday, at Ukraine’s gate. A Russian Bear will dance and sing As Rubio bows to a King, a coward’s fate Mess’rs P. and T. assure the public their protection will be lesser than none. and of course, NATO the Horse, dances alone
The bombs begin at ten to six When Vladimir performs his tricks without a sound And Mister T. will demonstrate There’re things he can’t resuscitate from underground Having stuck the knife with devastation A bloody time is guaranteed for all And tonight, Vladimer is having a ball
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