(The) nation's run by a man on a whim
(Following) world dominationist plans
(They're) all insane, bigots like him
(And) tear up the place while they can
He's a tin-roof tar-paper slumlord from hell
A slack-eyed garden shed slob
His roots are rotten, his tools are rusty
(He's) fertiliser right to the top
He'll change the rules minute by minute
Based on his dice and his whim
Ignores the law, makes all his deals
He'll steal you whatever you bring
(chorus)
He wakes up every night in a rage
They put some fire on his screen
He believes it, (and) sends in the army
To the city that's next in their scheme
(chorus)
I tell you I took an oath
To the Constitution and Law
And I can see that this situation
Is what that oath was for
(pause)
Kids ain't gonna get fed
Gonna get stained instead
Books ain't gonna get read
Gonna get stained instead
