New Song: "Embattled Him of the Republicans", v2 (Patreon)

I posted these lyrics recently, calling them "Babble-Him of the Reprobate". But I think I'll go with this title. This is version 2, because I did a song with this title years ago.  Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.

Mine eyes have seen the dollars signs for oil and for coal,So I’m trampling regulations, so the money in will roll,And environmental warnings are all boring, dumb, and droll,It’s all a Chinese hoax.

My uncle was a great professor up at M.I.T.,And we never talked of climate, but you’re talking now to me,I have a natural instinct for science, so you see,Bring me two Diet Cokes.

(chorus)Glory, glory, Dunning-Kruger,You don’t know you have no clue, sir,Unaware that you’re a loser,Your truth ain’t truth at all.

Our decades-old alliances are stupid and they’re trash,I’ll hit everyone with tariffs, there’s no chance the world will crash,And I’ll break us out of NATO unless they cough up the cash,Just like the house of Saud.

I met with the world's leaders, you can trust me, they’re impressed,Though they laugh at me and call me names, they know that I’m the best,Better than Angela Merkel — can you picture her undressed?I’d never grab that broad.

Glory, glory, Dunning-Kruger,Thinking you know what to do, sir,But you act like an abuser,Your heart’s too freakin small.

I love Kim Jung-Un and Vladimir, we get along just great,I’ve removed the threat of missiles that could strike a West Coast state --Though I wouldn’t care if California suffered such a fate,Those Hollywood elites.

My fans are real Americans, not Democratic swine,And the press is out to get me, they all say I’ve crossed the line,But the Constitution doesn’t dare apply to me or mine,It’s all there in my tweets.

Glory, glory, no collusion,The rule of law is an illusion,You’ll destroy our institutionsThen say it’s not your fault.

I am the greatest president you’re ever gonna see,Better ratings than Abe Lincoln, more bulletproof than Kennedy,If we have a President For Life, it might as well be me...What have you got to lose?

Glory, glory, Dunning-Kruger,Wondering when you’ll eat a booger,We have had enough of you, sir,Our votes will save us all!