Have you heard of his new drug? It’s really out there.
May our minds remain mangled. We love him to Death!
Anything he suggests not only will we try
But we’ll will our souls to him in case we may die.
The commander is chiefly of virulent breath
And it bothers us not that he just doesn’t care.
May the hoax elevate us in these final days
To the stature of manhood with God on our side.
Who alone can out dare us and keep a cold face?
We don’t care what he’s taking. Therefore no disgrace
Will he earn from we sick ones. We take utmost pride
In our silk-suited orange ape. To him we give praise.
The Fifth Avenue massacre is in full swing
And it takes place all over. No state will be saved.
As he keeps reaching out there he’ll grab the right cure
For ourselves and the unworthy. We shall endure
All that his dare subjects us to. We are depraved.
We’ve no sense of reality nor does our king.