Stupidcatalepticfratdicklexiconatrocious

"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.
He's

Stupidcatalepticfratdicklexiconatrocious.
List'ning to the sound of this
Cracker gives you neurosis.
Ev'ry time he opens his mouth,
What comes out revolts us.

Stupidcattleshaggingrednecklexiconatrocious.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.

"I've always been afraid to speak.
When I was just a lad
My father, a lame, high-pitched geek,
Told me I sounded bad,
'Cause I botched nearly every word
And I talked through my nose."

The biggest dunce we've ever heard.
There's nothing that he knows.

Stupidcatalepticfratdicklexiconatrocious.
List'ning to the sound of this
Cracker gives you neurosis.
Ev'ry time he opens his mouth,
What comes out revolts us.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.

He's f*cked up all around the word
And all goodwill he's spent.
He opens his mouth, and folks say:
"This is the president?!"

This Dbag and his brothers,
A corrupted dynasty.
But Jeb and Neil at least can speak—
Know a Y from a T.

Stupidcattleshaggingrednecklexiconatrocious.
List'ning to the sound of this
Cracker gives you neurosis.
Ev'ry time he opens his mouth,
What comes out revolts us.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.
"Um, er, uh, er, duh." Little to say.

We wish someone'd cut out his tongue;
He could no longer say
A wrong, mispronounced word
Or put it on the veep's display,
For which he'd used it carnally
To give his Dick some life.

Although he's never used it once
On his frustrated wife.