The legend lives on from a penthouse downtown
Of a dope with a stupid blonde cowlick
Nobody expected that he'd get elected
President Fuckface Von Clownstick

He's an entrepreneur with a load of manure
Which he swears has a lovely aroma
And it got him the votes from the hard-working folks
In Wisconsin and Oklahoma

He got so many votes, almost the most
From the suckers and mentally feeble
He bamboozled them all when he said build a wall
To keep out the scary brown people

So he won the whole thing, said “it's good to be king
Now let's start that big swamp a-draining
We'll have some good fun with my two stupid sons
And that daughter I'd like to be dating

He said the news is all fake, I don't make mistakes
My taxes are none of your business
Guiliani and Stone are my bros to the bone
So good luck finding a witness

On a perfect telephone chat, one damn whistle-blowing rat
Ran his mouth, and Don hit the ceiling
He said without an ID of who's fingering me
We can't whack the bastard who's squealing

He said no no no no, there was no quid pro quo
K, there was, but you still can't arrest me
I ain't getting impeached, for a Latin figure of speech
I'll be in Tahiti by Wednesday

So the hearings go on, for your favorite don
As the world watches ever so closely
Who knows how this ends, it all kind of depends
On the Senate and Nancy Pelosi

In musty hotel in Sheboygan he hid
Dining on french fries and fish-sticks
No lawyer, no friends to kiss his rear end
And they don't take his calls at the Kremlin

The legend lives on from a cellblock downtown
Of a dope with a stupid blonde cowlick
He's old and he's tired and his ass just got fired
He's a wreck of a Fuckface Von Clownstick