Lyrics by Fun Size Mike

Can’t seem to do any wrong,
No law can’t touch me, l’m made of teflon.
Can’t sleep, gotta tweet,
I’m back in power, time to crank up the heat. I’m a…

Psycho toddler, make my day,
Republicans just do what I say. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

Psycho toddler, make my day,
I’m banking billions, it’s pay to play. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

My life is one big con and
This one is the sweetest.
I’m starting wars,
No clue how to finish ‘em.
Whatever nonsense I say, MAGA eats it up.
I screw ‘em once, they say “do it again.” I’m a…

Psycho toddler, make my day,
When my term’s up I’m just gonna stay. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

Psycho toddler, make my day,
What makes you think you have any say? Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away.

My Supreme Court picks sing my tune,
I got them all to say I’m immune.
Now I can do whatever I want,
You can’t keep up with the laws I flaunt,
Okay.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!

I am vain and I am blind
To all the chaos I leave behind.

Psycho toddler, every day,
I stamp my feet ’til I get my own way. Better
Hide all your toys or I’ll take them away. I’m a…

Psycho toddler, every day,
My cruel vindictiveness on full display. Better
Run, run, run, run, run, run away .

(With apologies to Janis Joplin)

Donald, won’t you buy me a dozen large eggs?
You promised to bring prices down, please don’t make me beg,
The grocery stores are chargin’ an arm and a leg,
So Don, won’t you buy me a dozen large eggs?

I’m cravin’ an omelette with bacon and cheese,
I saved up for some bacon, put a down payment on cheese,
But eggs are so far outta reach I’m askin’ pretty please,
To help me make an omelette with bacon and cheese.

I’m not a one for luxury, ain’t askin’ for no steak,
Hell, just a pound of ground beef, my budget it would break,
You said you’d make us great again, well how long does it take?
I can’t even remember the last time I had cake.

Donald, we are the ones who put you back in power,
But since then you’ve ignored us, our mood is turnin’ sour,
You make your billionaire pals even richer by the hour,
I bet you're doin' just fine in your ivory tower.

Oh Don, it looks like them lib’ruls was right,
You only care about yourself, for us you will not fight,
You’re actin’ like you are a king and, buddy, that ain’t right,
So do us all a favor and just take off some dark night.

I’m sure your bestie Putin would welcome you there,
After all you done for him it only seems fair,
I hear the real estate’s dirt cheap and golf courses are rare,
So go and get to dealin’ and stay out of our hair.

(With apologies to Bob Dylan)

Hey, Mister Tangerine Man, now you’re back in power,
And the Roberts Court has given you immunity.
Hey, Mister Tangerine Man, you’re not immune from us,
We the People will stand up for our democracy.

You fooled us once, you fooled us twice,
That’s two too many times,
You must pay for all your crimes,
With some serious jail time,
For behaving like you think that you are royalty.

It’s not just you, it’s everyone with R after their name,
All of them must share the blame,
For their total lack of shame,
As they tremble at your name,
And bow down to kiss the ring on your fat finger.

There’s no Republican who’s worth a bucketful of spit,
They have all shown they’re unfit,
And now that our fire’s been lit,
We will damn well see to it,
That their sorry butts get booted out at midterms.

Hey, Mister Tangerine Man, your time on the stage
Will come crashing down in disgrace and indictments.
Hey Mister Tangerine Man, we will stand and cheer
As you do the perp walk to your long confinement.