They’re thugs and they’re criminals hardened Smell just like the skunk at the garden… ..party, this scourge From the swamp they emerge As Trumps grants each vermin a pardon
To drown out the sh*t Trump does spawn Today I put my headphones on It's Beethoven’s birthday And you know what come may His genius will live on and on
In the midst of attempts at vote blocking And COVID rates beyond shocking There’s good news from the zoo With which Trump can’t screw Xiao Qi Ji is up and walking
The lie: border cities are lawless The truth: It’s where they break the law less What Donald does spew The opposite is true His track record of losing is…
It's been a while since I posted alternate lyrics to a song. To start December, the last month of this horrible, terrible, no good year, I am posting some good…