I’m Great-Your Boring
I wake up in the morning
And I raise my glowing head
I’ve got a mole-coat-woven pillow
And an over-blanket that sheds
I don’t know where I’m going
Only the internet knows where I’ve been
I’m a devil on the podium
Extra-quality in the scrotium
Better bet I loved watching that
Catch Me If You Can
Shout Doooown
The facts for stories
Raise the iiiiiiiire
Of delinquent youth
I’ll take you dooooown
For a good ‘ol boarding
I’m not inspiiiiiiiiired
By compassion or math
I’m the ever-new McLovin
Cause I’m gonna push your button
I’m The Trump my son
Call me Mr President
I know that you don’t like me
You know that I don’t care
No news is good news and bad news sells
So I think I got you there
You think I’m dumb and full of hate
Guess what, who’s the millionaire?
All you poor people need proper leadership
So that’s me, I do declare
Shout Doooown
The facts for stories
Raise the iiiiiiiire
Of delinquent youth
I’ll take you dooooown
For a good ‘ol boarding
I’m not inspiiiiiiiiired
By compassion or math
I’m the ever-new McLovin
Cause I’m gonna push your button
I’m The Trump my son
Call me Mr President
Now the time will come
I’ll have to show my bum
Like the Lorax
Leavin town….
But till then you’ll come to love me
Like a wise old uncle clown
The stupid come
And the stupid go
But ignorant’s
Here to stay
I’ll show you all
What you got inside
Then I’ll sell it
For lot’s of gold
You’ll thank me
Or you’ll thank me
Who gives a shit
I’m told
Shout Doooown
The facts for stories
Raise the iiiiiiiire
Of delinquent youth
I’ll take you dooooown
For a good ‘ol boarding
I’m not inspiiiiiiiiired
By compassion or math
I’m the ever-new McLovin
Cause I’m gonna push your button
I’m The Trump my son
Call me Mr President
………… who says I have to rhyme ya friggin muslican terrorist……..

